<<Natalya>>

I take a slow sip of my milkshake, eyes fixed on the children playing in the distance. Their laughter floats in the air, mixing with the soft chatter of parents and the rustle of leaves. "I think Hermes is dating some girl," I finally say, my voice even, but my grip on the cup tightens. "And I need to find out who."

Charlotte turns to me, her brows pinched, her expression caught between amusement and disbelief. "What do you mean Hermes is dating?" She lets out a soft laugh, shaking ...