Juliette POV
The next morning, sunlight streamed through my bedroom window, pulling me from a restless sleep. I groaned, my body heavy with exhaustion. The events of the night before replayed in my mind—Harrison’s cryptic words, the safe, and the locked-away documents. What could he be hiding?
I knew I shouldn’t let my curiosity consume me. Getting involved in Harrison’s affairs was dangerous, especially now when I was barely holding onto the fragile peace between us. Yet, something about his demeanor last night lingered, gnawing at the edges of my thoughts.
As I sat at the edge of my bed, my resolve hardened. I couldn’t ignore it anymore. There was something Harrison didn’t want me to see, and if it involved Lily or me, I needed to know.
Downstairs, the morning routine felt eerily nor
