“What really happened after Adrian said they were out of time?”
The question didn’t echo. It lingered. Heavy. Unavoidable.
Sophie’s gaze stayed locked on Ethan. Not Adrian. Not the hallway. Just Ethan.
Because now— This wasn’t about fragments anymore. This was about the truth. And whether he would finally give it to her. Ethan didn’t answer immediately.
His jaw tightened. His eyes flicked briefly to Adrian— Then back to her. “It escalated,” he said finally.
Sophie frowned.“That’s unclear.”
“It’s accurate.”
“No,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s convenient.”
Adrian let out a quiet breath of amusement. “You always did prefer control over clarity.”
Ethan didn’t react.
But Sophie did. “Then give me clarity,” she demanded. “Both of you.”
Silence. Then—
Adrian stepped forward again.
