Darius's POVBy the time the party wound down, dawn was already breaking.Darius stayed close to Bianca as her personal guard, but his eyes kept sweeping through the ballroom all night. He hadn't seen Elena anywhere.Leon walked up beside him, barely hiding the urgency in his voice. "Where's Elena?"Enzo stood nearby, redialing over and over. "No answer. She hasn't picked up all night."Darius's heart sank slowly, but he forced lightness into his voice. "She's probably hiding somewhere, waiting for us to come coax her out. Let's head back."Every time they'd fought in the past, Elena would lock herself in her room. They'd show up with desserts and little gifts, say a few soft words, and she'd open the door with red-rimmed eyes.This time would be no different.On the drive back, Enzo pressed his foot almost through the floorboard.The three of them reached the estate and went straight to Elena's room.Leon knocked twice. No response."Elena, open up." His voice was careful, tentative.
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