Cecilia's pov
Six o'clock in the evening.
My second time at the Black family estate.
This time, the nerves had nothing to do with meeting the family and everything to do with the secret I was carrying.
Sebastian hadn't said much during the drive, but I could feel him watching me. Quiet, intense, like he was studying every shift in my expression.
I felt like a science experiment under glass dome.
Behind us, a white sedan and a black sports car pulled into the circular driveway, tires crunching over the gravel.
Two women stepped out of the sedan. Harper wore a slightly wrinkled suit, and her makeup had faded in the heat. She looked tired but didn't seem to care. She was all business, like always.
Yvonne stood beside her. She looked completely different. Her hair was flawless, her ski
