The days after the cemetery blurred together in a strange, quiet rhythm, equal parts fear and something gentler I hadn't expected to find underneath it.
Marcus doubled the security around the penthouse without a word of explanation to me, extra cameras installed along the hallway, a new guard stationed near the private elevator around the clock. Nobody mentioned Kael by name in front of me again, though I understood without asking that his shadow now sat over every decision made inside these walls.
But alongside the fear, something else had begun happening too, small and quiet enough that I almost missed it at first.
I noticed the vitamins on Tuesday morning, a neat orange bottle sitting beside my coffee mug, prenatal formula, the same brand my doctor had mentioned in passing during our
