Freddy’s POV

I arrived at dinner on time for once. Not because I was in a hurry to eat.

Not because I enjoyed the formalities of sitting across from Aliana in this oversized dining room.

But because I could feel it—the storm inside her.

She had been different since Robert and Lola were taken away. Quieter. Restless.

Like a woman who had won her war but wasn’t sure what to do with the silence it left behind. knew that feeling well the emptiness after revenge and I knew ...