In his eyes
"Perhaps. But I wasn't exactly hiding, was I, Nora?"
He turned to her, his eyes a deep hazel that seemed to hold an ocean of unspoken emotions. The subtle shift in focus, the unexpected mention of her name, sent a jolt through Nora. Was it a deliberate move, a silent acknowledgement of the storm raging beneath the surface of their public personas?
Angelina, however, wasn't one to let the moment dissipate. "Oh, I believe you were hiding, Mr. Steele," she purred, leaning forward in her seat. "Hiding from the spotlight, from the scrutiny, from the whispers that followed a certain…incident."