I leaned against the door frame like it could somehow anchor me in this reality where everything kept shifting under my feet. The twins' office screamed old money and power - all dark wood paneling and leather furniture that probably cost more than my entire existence. The kind of space that makes you hyper-aware of every breath, every heartbeat, like the room itself is waiting to judge you.
"Can we skip the small talk?" My voice came out sharper than intended, crackling with the kind of energy that had been building under my skin all day. "Because I've had enough fake-casual conversations today to last several lifetimes, and I'm pretty sure we all have better things to do than pretend this is a normal meet-and-greet."
Kalel's mouth twitched with that infuriatingly perfect smile of his -
