Alyona

The moment I stepped into the mansion, I didn’t pause to take off my shoes or greet the guards who nodded politely at me. I made my way straight to Dad’s study, fists clenched, heart pounding with the weight of everything I’d just learned.

He was sitting behind his desk, scanning through a file when I barged in.

“Alyona?” His brows furrowed. “Is everything alright?”

I shut the door and stood still for a second, trying to gather my breath before meeting his gaze.

“Did ...