Alexis entered the Carrington estate’s living room, a weight settling in her chest. She was still struggling with the aftermath of her kiss with Diego, feeling a mix of regret and confusion. But as she approached the sitting area, the sound of unfamiliar laughter caught her attention, and she paused just outside the doorway, listening.
“Alexis!” Mrs. Carrington’s voice rang out, warm but carrying a note that suggested both urgency and insistence.
Stepping into the room, Alexis’s gaze immediately fell upon a woman she hadn’t seen before. The woman was striking, exuding a calm poise as she sat on one of the grand armchairs, comfortably sharing a laugh with Mrs. Carrington. She appeared completely at ease, her elegance evident in her flawless posture and the quiet confidence with which she
