Cecilia's pov
The tension in the car was suffocating, thick enough to cut through.
I kept my gaze fixed on the window, watching the jagged skyline blur past, pretending I couldn't feel Sebastian sitting inches away, silent and unreadable.
By the time we pulled up to the house, I practically jumped out, desperate for air.
Four of us filed into the sprawling house, each wrapped in our own silence.
"I need to go over a few things before the meeting," Sebastian said once we stepped inside. His voice was cool, careful. "I won't be long."
I nodded, keeping my eyes on the floor. "I should get changed. Sawyer's going with me to the reception."
That was it--no questions, no hesitation. Just two people passing each other like strangers in the hallway of a house that wasn't home.
We moved in
