Chapter 29
Luna’s POV Sleep eluded me that night. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind looping through the conversation with Alexander. His words, his tone, the way his body stiffened the moment I mentioned the woman—it all pointed to one thing. He was hiding something. Something big. I turned onto my side, staring at the empty space beside me. Alexander hadn’t come to bed. That wasn’t unusual when he was working late, but tonight, it felt deliberate. I wasn’t supposed to ask questions. I wasn’t supposed to push. But I had, and now I could feel the walls going up between us again. But I couldn’t just let this go. Tossing off the blanket, I slid out of bed and padded toward the door. The mansion was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that pressed in around you. My heart pounded as I cre
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