Lucian POV
“so you're not even going to close the door huh?” I yelled my voice echoing through the study as I watched Rhoda's figure slowly disappear into the hallway.
She didn't turn back.
She didn't pause.
She just kept walking, her posture rigid, her shoulders squared as if she were holding together by sheer self-control
The tension in the room was thick but the moment she was gone, silence took over.
Heavy and suffocating.
“You were harsh, Lucian,” Ethan finally spoke, his voice low but firm.
I turned to him, frowning at his statement.
His usual neutral expression held a flicker of disapproval watching me carefully.
“Are you going to scold me now?” I snapped irritating prickling at my skin.
Ethan didn't respond immediately.
Instead, he exhaled, his fingers drumming light
