Natalie’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
The air inside Adrian’s mansion was too cold, too clean, too cruel.
She hadn’t been here in years, but the memories still bled through every surface — the scent of his cologne, the echo of their laughter, the ghost of what they used to be.
“Sit,” Adrian said, his tone carved in glass. “We’ll wait for the results together.”
She didn’t move. “I already told you the truth.”
He smirked, cruel and calm. “You told me your version of the truth. Now let’s hear the science.”
A small tremor ran through her. “And if the test confirms it?”
His eyes locked on her, cold steel and wildfire. “Then you’ll realize running away was the worst mistake you ever made.”
She almost laughed — but it came out broken. “And if it doesn’t?”
“Then you’ll realize lying to m
