The next morning, Blackwood Estate felt different. It was still the same mansion. The same polished floors. The same enormous windows overlooking the gardens. The same quiet halls guarded by men who rarely spoke. But something had changed. The warmth was gone. At breakfast, Gabriella sat between Eliam and Avaline. Usually, she would spend the entire meal talking. Today, she watched them. Eliam read something on his tablet. Avaline barely touched her food. Gabriella looked at one, then the other. “Are you still angry?” Eliam lowered the tablet. “No.” “You’re lying.” Avaline almost smiled. Eliam sighed. “I’m not angry.” “You’re sad.” He looked at his sister. “Eat your breakfast, Gabby.” She frowned. “You always tell me to eat when you don’t want to answer.” Avaline covered her mouth to hide a smile. Eliam gave her a look. For one brief second, their eyes met. Something familiar passed between them. Then Eliam looked away. Gabriella noticed. She pushed a pie
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