The silence between them was loaded, thick with the weight of too many truths buried too long. Raven stood at the threshold of Jaxon’s study, the man himself seated behind the massive obsidian desk that had once seemed like a throne to her, now, it was simply a barrier between them, what they were and what they might still become.
Her fingers trembled around the folder. That had lived in the hollow beneath her mattress like a parasite. A set of documents that contained everything she’d stolen from his safe, everything she’d read and everything she knew.
She stepped forward and placed the file on the desk. "That's everything," she said, her voice low. "Everything I took and everything I know."
Jaxon didn’t move. Didn’t even blink. He looked at the folder the way someone might look at a l
