Chapter Fifty Five
- First Person's Perspective -
~Enise's POV~
I had been standing outside Lucas’s study, barely breathing as I pressed my ear against the door. His muffled voice carried through the thick wood, sharp with irritation. I had to stifle a sigh of relief when the conversation ended, and Marcus left without gaining any ground.
Marcus was more perceptive, more stronger than I had given him credit for. That memory wipe Diana performed on him wasn’t perfect; it was already unraveling. He remembered something, and if he kept pushing, the whole plan could fall apart.
The memory of that night at Lucian’s house surfaced in my mind.
Lucian had been furious, his usual cold demeanor melting into uncharacteristic rage. Marcus had been unconscious on the floor, and I had panicked, as
