ELARA’S POVI stopped waiting for explanations that never came.The penthouse had changed in how it felt to move through it. Not because anything visible had changed, but because I now paid attention to everything. Footsteps. Timing. The way staff shifted positions when Dante entered a room.Morning light spread across the long dining table. Dante sat across from me, focused on his tablet, turning a page now and then as if nothing unusual had happened the night before.I watched him until he finally looked up.“You’ve been staring for a while,” he said.“You said people are coming for me.”He paused just long enough for me to notice.“I didn’t say it like that.”“You said it.”He set the tablet down.“What do you want from that statement?”“The truth.”A few staff members moved out of the room one after another, leaving space between us and the rest of the house.I noticed that quickly. Too quickly.“Who are they?”His expression changed slightly, enough to signal the conversation had
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