Evening settles in quietly and We're all in the living room.
Lucas is on his laptop, something work-related, his focus sharp but not fully there. Noah's stretched out on one of the couches, scrolling through his phone. Ivy's beside him, half watching something on TV, half talking to him about it.
And me….I'm curled slightly into the armchair, a book open in my lap wjen the front door ooens. The sound cutting through everything as One of Lucas's security men rushes in right after, breath a little uneven.
"I'm sorry, sir…." he starts, looking straight at Lucas. "I couldn't stop him…."
But I already know I don't need him to finish that sentence because I've already seen him.
Zane…..he is Standing right there in the doorway like he owns the air in the room.
My heart stutters…actually stutters, lik it forgets how to beat for a second before slamming back harder. I don't even realize I've stood up until I'm already on my feet.
He looks… different now.
