She counted them off on her fingers.“One. You don’t approach her. Not at the Institute daycare, not in my building, not in the damn grocery store if you see us buying oatmeal. If she notices you, you smile, and you keep walking. You do not make yourself a fixed point in her day without clearing it with me first.”Aiden swallowed, throat moving.“Okay,” he said. It cost him. She could see it. “Two?”“Two,” she said, “you don’t use her existence as a bargaining chip with Victor. No threats, no ‘if you touch her, I’ll do X’ in rooms where it can be recorded and twisted. You want to stand between him and us. You do it by dismantling his power, not by dangling my daughter as moral high ground.”A flash of something ugly—memories of Victor’s hand on his shoulder, papers under his pen—passed over his face.“Agreed,” he said. “Three?”“Three,” she said, “if—*if*—I ever decide it’s safer for her to know who you are than not, you don’t make promises you can’t keep. You don’t tell her you’ll co
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