ELARA
I’m going to be a little late for dinner tonight.
Dave’s message popped up on my screen as I glanced at my phone. A small smile tugged at my lips before I slipped the device back into my pocket.
This had become a habit between us—letting each other know if we’d be home late. It wasn’t something we ever discussed outright, but over time, it just became our thing.
I continued my descent down the grand staircase, my footsteps echoing softly against the marble steps. Just as I reached the bottom, one of the security guards stepped forward.
“Ma’am, your brother Flynn is here to see you.”
I halted mid-step, my brows knitting together in surprise. Flynn? Here?
I blinked rapidly, trying to process the unexpected news. My brother hadn’t cared about me in a long time—not since I discov
