I rolled my eyes, already tired of this. "Apparently."
Delia blinked. "You guys know each other?"
"We went to Harvard together," Gail said proudly.
"Katia went to Harvard?" Delia asked, genuinely confused.
The room fell into a quiet tension. Julian's eyes were on me now, intense and searching.
It's kind of surprising that my family wouldn't know that I went to Harvard, so yeah, they didn't know anything about me. They just knew I came back after 6 years.
"So she's..." Gail started, connecting dots that didn’t need to be connected aloud.
I nodded.
"Where’s my godson?" she asked, grabbing my hand and gently leading me farther into the estate.
"He’s at home. He didn’t want to come."
"Fair," Gail whispered, then winked. "He always did hate stiff events."
Julian was still watching me
