Renzo's POV

They always forget the quiet ones.

That’s how mistakes happen. You spend too much time watching the loud threats, the ones who shoot first or curse loudly, and you miss the poison slipping into your drink from the hand that smiles.

I used to think Elena was nothing but background noise. A servant with bad timing and a petty crush.

But these days, her silence is too perfect. Her movements rehearsed. Like a spider who’s already set her web.

And I’m tired of ...