Cecilia 's pov
I didn’t wake until noon.
My body had finally given in to the exhaustion that had been building for days.
Sebastian was sitting on the sofa in my room. He was typing quietly on his laptop with one hand and speaking into his wireless headset with the other.
His voice was low and steady, barely disturbing the calm.
When lunchtime came, someone knocked gently on the door.
Outside, the others were already stepping out of their rooms, drifting downstairs one by one.
I looked… better.
The dark circles under my eyes had faded a little, and the haunted look I’d had since last night had softened into something more composed.
Lunch was already set on the table, everything arranged neatly in polished golden dishes.
But Daisy wasn’t there.
Before Sebas
