Space Between Hearts
He took a long step toward her table, his shadow stretching over her chair, cutting off the pale morning sun.
"The IP address was registered to a holding company called *Aletheia Funds*," Silas murmured, leaning down slightly, his presence looming over her, suffocatingly close. The crisp scent of his cedarwood cologne cut through the damp mist. "*Aletheia* is a Greek word, Aurora. It means 'the state of not being hidden.' It means 'truth.' Tell me... who chose that name? Was it you, or did your grandfather's legal team handle the poetry?"
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