Rafael left before she could ask anything else.
Of course he did.
One second, he was right there so close she almost forgot how to think, steady enough to make her feel off balance. The next just gone.
The silence in the room was somehow harsher than his presence.
Alessia stood in the middle of the penthouse, heart pounding, mind spinning.
That woman. Her words. The way Rafael reacted. Or really, the way he didn’t react.
None of it sat right with her. Not a single thing.
For the first time since all this started, curiosity started to burn hotter than fear.
She knew she shouldn’t do this. She really did. But whatever instinct she had, it just wouldn’t let go.
If she wanted to survive and if she wanted to hang on to any control at all she needed answers. The truth. And Rafael wasn’t
