When Victor finally left, the tension in the room slowly dissolved.
Julian turned to Elara, his expression softening.
politely, searching her face.
“I’m sorry if I overreacted.
”
“I hope I wasn’t too violent back there,
” he said
Elara shook her head gently.
eyes hardened slightly.
“No, Julian. It’s okay. I understand where you’re coming from.
” Her
“He doesn’t deserve anything.
”
Her tone was cold. Final.
Julian studied her carefully.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice calm but concerned.
“Yes… of course,
” she replied.
But she didn’t look okay.
There was something unsettled in her eyes a storm she was trying desperately to suppress.
Victor knowing that the child was his…
That changed everything.
Julian noticed the tension she was trying to hide. After a brief pause
