Mia's question lands in the marble foyer like a stone dropped into still water."Dad, is this the house where you made Mummy crawl?"The air leaves my lungs. My hand is still in Nick's, and I feel his fingers turn to iron around mine. For one terrible second, I am not standing in this sunlit foyer with new locks and a new staff. I am on the floor of the great hall, eighteen years old, my palms scraping against stone while two hundred people watch the man I love call me nothing.Nick drops to his knees. Not the slow, calculated movement of an Alpha taking charge, but the fast, frantic drop of a terrified father."Where did you hear that?" His voice is level, but I can hear the fracture running through it. "Mia, sweetheart, where did you hear that?"Mia points at Mason. He's standing by the staircase, his jacket buttoned to his chin, his grey eyes wide. "Mason told me. He heard it at court. The man with the mean voice asked you two questions, and he said Mummy was on the floor and you w
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