Allison's POV
Lucian had finally gone quiet.
No texts. No calls. Nothing.
It had been days since the amusement park—since Bellingham and I played our little “picture-perfect family” act.
And surprisingly, the world hadn't caught fire. Yet.
"Notice anything unusual around you?" I asked Bellingham as we walked through the research institute's corridor.
He glanced around before answering, "No, everything's completely normal. Peaceful, even."
Peaceful. Right.
Too peaceful.
Lucian didn't do peaceful.
His version of “letting go” usually involved strategic sabotage, a passive-aggressive legal maneuver, or a surprise visit that ended with someone emotionally bleeding.
So yeah, my gut was screaming something was off.
But here's the thing—
Every time he'd gon
