Diana’s POV.
“So, where did you go?” Lucien asked. I shrugged, trying to play it casual.
“I just needed some fresh air,” I replied, hoping my tone didn’t sound a bit sharper than I intended. I was worried.
Lucien’s brow furrowed, but he nodded.
“Are you alright? You look… rattled. Is there something you’re not telling me? We shouldn’t keep secrets from each other, you know? What’s your problem is my problem as well.”
I was rattled. My mind kept going back to what I’d overheard Ginna’s conversation. Every fiber of me screamed to tell Lucien, but something held me back.
Would he even believe me? Would he laugh it off or dismiss it? After all, Ginna, well, she was… Ginna. I would have had a hard time believing it myself if I were in their shoes. But as Lucien kept watching me, I decid
