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π One hour laterβ
The room door opened.
π Skye stepped out first.
Relieved.
Finally.
πΏ That was over. πΏ
π Axel followed behind her.
Calm as ever.
But quieter than before.
π Neither of them spoke as they walked down the hallway.
π Skye moved toward the main door.
Already reaching for the handle.
π βGood,β she said casually,
βweβre done.β
π₯ Happiness hidden in her voice.
π Axel noticed.
A faint smirk appeared.
π βYou seem eager to get rid of me.β
π βVery,β she replied instantly.
πΏ No hesitation. πΏ
π Axel chuckled softly.
π βCareful,β he said, stepping closer,
βYou might miss me.β
π Skye rolled her eyes.
βNot happening.β
π She opened the doorβ
And froze.
π₯
π Two figures stood at the entrance.
Mr. and Mrs. Anderson.
π Skye blinked.
βTheyβre earlyβ¦β she muttered under her breath.
π Her parents stepped inside.
Their eyes shiftedβ
From Skyeβ¦
To the boy standing behind her.
π And thenβ
Everything changed.
πΏ Silence fell. πΏ
π Axelβs expressionβ
For the first timeβ
Completely froze.
π₯ Shock. Real shock.
π Because he recognized them instantly.
Mr. Anderson.
Mrs. Anderson.
πΏ The lawyers. πΏ
π The same people handling his parentsβ divorce case.
π₯ His worldβ
Colliding with hers.
π Mrs. Andersonβs brows furrowed slightly.
βAxelβ¦ Knight?β
π Mr. Anderson looked just as surprised.
π βWhat are you doing here?β
π Skyeβs eyes moved quickly between them.
Confused.
βWhatβ¦?β
π Axel didnβt answer immediately.
His jaw tightened.
His gaze darkened.
π Slowlyβ
He looked at Skye.
πΏ Something unreadable in his eyes now. πΏ
π βYou didnβt tell me,β he said quietly.
π Skye frowned.
βTell you what?β
π A pause.
Heavy.
π₯ Thenβ
βTheyβre my parentsβ lawyers.β
π₯
π Silence crashed into the room.
π Skyeβs expression shifted instantly.
Shock. Realization.
π βWhatβ¦?β
π Her parents exchanged a quick glance.
Tension rising.
π Mr. Anderson stepped forward slightly.
βThis isnβt the placeββ
π But Axel had already stepped back.
Distance. Cold. Controlled.
πΏ Walls going back up. πΏ
π βNo,β he said quietly.
βItβs perfect.β
π Skye stared at him.
Trying to understand.
π βAxel, I didnβt knowββ
π βOf course you didnβt,β he cut her off.
π₯ His voice colder now.
π A bitter smile appeared.
πΏ βFunny how everything connects.β πΏ
π He looked at her one last time.
Different this time.
Not amused.
Not curious.
π₯ Distant.
π βProjectβs done,β he said shortly.
π Then turnedβ
And walked out.
π The door shut behind him.
Hard. Final.
πΏ Leaving silence behind. πΏ
π Skye stood there.
Still.
Processing everything.
π Her parents looked at herβ
Serious now.
Concerned.
π But Skye didnβt speak.
π Because suddenlyβ
π₯ This wasnβt just a school project anymore.
πΏ It was something much bigger. πΏ
π And without realizing itβ
π₯ She had stepped right into his broken world. π₯
π The door had barely closedβ
But the silence it left behindβ¦
Felt louder than anything.
πΏ Heavy. Unavoidable. πΏ
π Skye stood frozen near the entrance.
Her mind replaying his words again and again.
π βTheyβre my parentsβ lawyers.β
π₯
π She turned slowly toward her parents.
Eyes searching.
Confused.
βExplain.β
π Her voice was calmβ
But the tension beneath it was clear.
π Mr. and Mrs. Anderson exchanged a look.
A silent conversation.
πΏ They knew this moment would come. πΏ
π βSkyeβ¦β her mother started gently.
βWe were going to tell you.β
π βWhen?β Skye cut in.
π₯ A rare edge in her voice.
π Her father sighed.
βWe are handling a high-profile divorce case.β
π βThat doesnβt explain why Axel was standing in my house,β she said.
π A pause.
πΏ Thenβ
The truth. πΏ
π βWe are the lawyers representing his parents.β
π₯
π Skyeβs breath hitched slightly.
Even though she already knewβ
Hearing it like thisβ¦
Made it real.
π βHis father, Aden Knightβ¦β her father continued,
βis one of the most powerful businessmen in the city.β
π βAnd his motherβ¦β her mother added softly,
βis fighting a very complicated legal battle.β
π Skye shook her head slightly.
Trying to connect everything.
π βSo all those fightsβ¦β
π Her father nodded.
πΏ βTheyβre real. And worse than they seem.β πΏ
π Silence filled the room again.
π Skye walked slowly toward the sofa.
Sitting down.
π Her mind driftingβ
To his expression.
That moment.
That change.
π βHe knew,β she whispered.
π βOf course he did,β her mother said gently.
βWeβve met him before.β
π Skye looked up instantly.
βYou have?β
π βBriefly,β her father replied.
βHe doesnβt attend meetingsβ¦ but he knows everything.β
πΏ That explained a lot. πΏ
π His control.
His anger.
His distance.
π Skye leaned back slightly.
Processing it all.
π βWhy didnβt you tell me?β
π Her parents hesitated.
π βBecause we wanted to keep your life separate from our work,β her mother said softly.
π βAnd because this caseβ¦β her father added,
βis messy.β
πΏ Messy. πΏ
π Skye let out a quiet breath.
π βHe thinks I knew,β she said.
π No one replied.
Because they all knewβ
π₯ Thatβs exactly what it looked like.
π Skye closed her eyes briefly.
Frustration rising.
π βGreat,β she muttered.
π Her mother stepped closer.
βSkye, listen to me.β
π She looked up.
π βStay away from this,β her mother said firmly.
βFrom him.β
π A pause.
π βThis situation is not simple.β
π Skye stared at her.
Something inside her resisting.
π βItβs just a project,β she said.
π Her father shook his head slowly.
πΏ βNoβ¦ itβs not.β πΏ
π Silence again.
π Skye didnβt argue.
Didnβt respond.
π But her thoughts were far from calm.
πΏ Because now she knewβ
Everything about him made sense. πΏ
π And somehowβ¦
π₯ That made things worse.
π Because this wasnβt just about attitude anymore.
Not just about ego.
π It was about pain.
π Real pain.
π Skye looked toward the doorβ
The one he had just walked out of.
πΏ βHeβs going to misunderstand everythingβ¦β πΏ
π And for the first timeβ
π₯ She wasnβt angry at him.
π She was worried.
πΏ Because nowβ¦
She wasnβt just part of his warβ
π₯ She was part of his world. π₯
- Writer
