NORA
He's changed!
The moment I pushed the door open, the wind howled behind me like it wanted to drag me back — to warn me not to do what I was about to do. But it was too late for warnings.
Kai looked up from his desk, his expression calm and calculated as always. A map was sprawled open before him, pins stabbed into it like little daggers.
“Do you ever knock?” he asked flatly without looking up again.
“I don’t knock on doors when I’m tired of lies,” I said, walking in, my boots clicking against the marble floor.
That got his attention. His eyes lifted… sharp, assessing. “Lies?”
“Yes,” I snapped. “You’ve been keeping things from me, Kai. And I’m done pretending not to notice.”
He leaned back slowly in his chair, his arms folding across his chest. “You’ve had a long day, Nora. May
