Raine POV
Lucian didn’t do s**t to me. My dad actually did.
I walked past the stunned guards, my boots echoing against the polished marble of the hall. Their stares burned into my back like lasers, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t even blink. Let them gape. Let them whisper. I was too tired to care.
The butler froze halfway through adjusting his tie. The maids clutched their aprons like they were hanging onto their lives. One of them even crossed herself under her breath as I passed. I ignored them all. I had one destination, and nothing was going to stop me.
Just as I reached the main entrance, I stopped. My lungs forgot how to work.
The air in the foyer was heavy, thick with the smell of incense and old candles. But it wasn’t the scent that made my heart stutter. It was
