Aria's pov
"Someone named Ethan," Reis said, pulling a small jewelry box from his bag. He opened it to reveal a pearl necklace.
Each pearl was perfectly round, glowing softly under the kitchen light, identical in size and shape. Whoever made it had taken their time.
"Ethan?" I repeated, my tone sharp with surprise.
The name felt strange on my tongue, like a forgotten melody brought back after too many silent years.
For a second, my heartbeat stumbled.
And then it hit me. Ethan Rothwell, Damien's younger brother, the one who was blind. Back at Rothwell Manor, I had taught him Braille.
For a moment, my anger turned into curiosity.
How was he doing overseas? Had the doctors helped him see again?
I looked back at Reis.
Now that I thought about it, there was a sl
