The morning at Blackwood's office felt too bright.Or maybe it was just my eyes that were too tired.I stood in front of the executive elevator with a stack of files in my hands. Ethan, who usually helped me, had taken the day off.My breath caught every time the numbers on the digital display changed. I had barely slept all night—my mind kept returning to that brown envelope, to that photo, to the way Lucian had walked past me without a word.Lucian. He hadn't come home all night. I still couldn't reach him.Ding.The elevator doors opened.I stepped inside, my movement almost halted when I saw Lucian already standing there, his gaze sharp, one hand in his pants pocket, his shoulders as broad as ever.The scent of his perfume immediately filled the small space—cold, familiar, and now feeling foreign.The elevator doors closed.No one spoke.I stood in the corner opposite him, my heart beating faster than it should have. My gaze unconsciously focused on his profile: his jaw was firm,
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