Adrian was already seated when Elena walked into the private room, Damian a step behind her, close enough to touch but careful, deliberately, not to hover.She hadn't expected the sight of him to do anything to her anymore. She'd spent two weeks certain the sight of Adrian Whitmore would land like nothing, a closed door, a name that belonged to someone else's life now. Instead she felt something colder settle in her chest, the particular fury of looking at a man who had once let her believe she was loved while he quietly funded a second family behind her back."You look well," Adrian said, standing as she approached, something careful and searching in his expression. "Marriage suits you.""Say what you came to say," Elena said, taking the seat across from him without offering pleasantries. Damian remained standing behind her chair, a quiet, immovable presence she felt more than saw.Adrian's gaze flicked to him once, assessing, before returning to Elena. "Can we speak alone?""No," Da
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