Lucien’s POV
She was lying.
Not about everything.
But enough.
I stood by the window, watching the faint movement of the curtains as the wind slipped through the slightly open glass.
Behind me, I could hear the soft clink of cutlery.
Hannah eating.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Like every movement cost her something.
She said she was fine.
She wasn’t.
Anyone could see that.
But what bothered me wasn’t just her condition.
It was what she said.
Don’t let her come near me.
Selene.
Kael left not long after she started eating.
He didn’t say much before he walked out.
He didn’t need to.
When Kael decides something, it’s already done.
Riven followed a few minutes later, though he hesitated at the door longer than usual.
That was new.
He didn’t like leaving things unfinished.
And Hanna
