Chapter 106: The Night Everything Demands an Answer
The question did not disappear.
It followed them.
Through the rest of the day. Through every scene, every glance, every carefully controlled word.
Scarlett felt it like a quiet weight in her chest.
And Julian…
He carried it like something sharper.
Something that refused to settle.
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Filming ended late.
Later than usual.
The set emptied slowly, exhaustion replacing tension, but not erasing it.
Because some things did not fade with time.
They waited.
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Scarlett did not leave immediately.
She stayed.
Not because she had to.
Because she knew.
Tonight, there would be no more interruptions.
No more unfinished conversations.
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Julian was already in his office.
The lights were low, the city stretching beyond the glass windows like a distant, indifferent witness.
He stood near the desk, jacket discarded, sleeves rolled, his posture composed.
But his mind was not.
The moment she stepped in, he knew.
