Nelly’s POV
“...Is Lucy really a human?”
I didn’t expect that question. Not even a little. The words hung in the air between us like a delicate glass about to shatter, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe. My fingers froze where they rested on the edge of the table, and I had to consciously stop my jaw from dropping.
I hadn’t seen it coming—not from him. Kenneth’s tone had been quiet, almost hesitant, but the weight behind the question struck deep.
Realizing that my face might give away too much, I quickly rearranged my expression, forcing a small frown and hoping it hid the flicker of panic that had just flashed through me. It wasn’t my place to reveal anything about Lucy’s true nature, no matter how much this man might still love her.
“Of course she is,” I said finally, my tone
