BOOK 3: Chapter 47: Beneath the Glass
Adrian swallows hard, standing rigid by the door as Gregory continues to drift across the room with an unnerving calmness. Every movement feels exaggerated under the tension threading the air. Adrian’s pulse pounds in his ears as his father casually reaches for another usual visible wardrobe and opens it wide.
Empty.
Still, Gregory’s presence lingers—weighty, suspicious, scanning everything like a man who knows more than he’s letting on.
Then he turns.
Now he’s standing directly in front of the mirrored wardrobe once again.
Adrian’s breath catches.
Gregory takes a slow, steadying breath, running a hand through his graying hair. He exhales sharply, then absentmindedly slips a hand into the waistband of his pajama shorts. His gaze doesn’t waver. H
