We know how your family operates. We know what they do to keep you calm and compliant.
Though I was surprised they knew. Most people wouldn’t even assume it. But the way the twins looked at me right now, they definitely knew.
So, I nodded. “I promise.”
Luca relaxed a fraction, stepping forward and leaning against the doorway.
“What’s this event for again?” he asked, tone too light.
I exhaled.
“Family politics,” I mumbled. “Legacy strategy. Nothing real.”
I moved to grab my clutch off the vanity, but Bastion’s voice stopped me.
“You really gonna leave with that lipstick untouched?”
I glanced up.
Bastion’s stare was dark.Hot.
“You know that dress is asking to be ruined.” Luca added smoothly.
Bastion’s lips tilted into a slow, wicked smile.
“And if anyone’s smudging that mouth, baby —it’s going to be us.”
My breath caught — but I didn’t show it. Instead, I matched their gaze with practiced indifference and walked toward them.
I passed between my fingers dragged along Luca’s chest… then brushed Bastion’s wrist.
“Don’t wait up,” I whispered.
But we all knew they would.
Chapter Forty
EMILIA
They hadn’t noticed me.
The second I stepped into the dining hall, Ifeltthem — my gravity.
Luca, head bowed like he might explode.
Bastion, clenched jaw and twitching hand, glaring down at a half-eaten plate.
The moment felt heavy.
Everything in me ached to go to them.
I hadn’t wanted to stay away for two nights. I hadn’t wanted the photo ops, the political whispers, or the patronizing tone from my brother when I said I needed to leave.
But this world didn’t always care what I wanted.
So I made my choice.
Straightening my posture, I walked directly to their table. The airshiftedas I passed.