Asena
Something changes but I do not notice it all at once. It happens slowly, quietly, in little moments that should mean nothing but somehow stay with me long after they pass.
At first, I think I am imagining it, then I realize I am not.
The first moment happens in the elevator. Caspian stands beside me while Zavian checks something on his phone, and I am busy fixing the sleeve of my blazer when three employees step inside at the last second.
The moment they notice the twins, everything changes: the air tightens and the smiles on their faces disappear instantly.
One of the men nearly drops the folder in his hand and another lowers her eyes so fast it looks painful.
“Good morning, Mr. Hale,” one of them says quickly.
Caspian nods once, nothing more but somehow that tiny acknowledg
