The silence after Daniel left felt louder than the words he said.
I stood in the middle of the room, unmoving.
You’re his weakness.
The words replayed in my head like a warning I couldn't ignore.
“I’m not his weakness,” I whispered.
But it didn’t sound convincing.
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I grabbed my phone.
Scrolled.
Stopped.
There were new articles.
New headlines.
New Questions.
“Who is Lena Wolfe really?”
“Insiders question the sudden marriage.”
“Is there more behind Adrian Wolfe’s decision?”
My chest tightened.
“They’re pushing harder,” I muttered.
Daniel was right.
This wasn’t curiosity anymore.
It was pressure.
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I dialed Adrian before I could change my mind.
The phone rang.
Once.
Twice.
Then—
“Lena.”
His voice w
