Night time. I had just finished showering and changed my clothes. My stitches were starting to heal, but they still hurt if I moved too quickly. I was sitting in the living room, reading an old novel I had read many times before, when two cars entered the mansion gates. Adrian and Sebastian. They came together, as usual. Adrian in a long-sleeved white shirt rolled up to his elbows, black dress pants, his slightly long hair neatly combed back. Sebastian beside him in a dark blue polo shirt that hugged his broad chest, dark jeans, and a black leather jacket that he took off as soon as he entered the house. "Good evening, sweetheart!" Adrian greeted, waving at me. Sebastian just smiled. Leon was already standing near the billiard table in the corner of the room. He was arranging the balls with one hand. "You're late," Leon said coldly. "Traffic," Sebastian replied casually. I went back to my novel, trying to focus on the same page as before, but my ears couldn't shut out the th
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