That night, the mountain chill wrapped around the villa’s backyard. Thin smoke curled up from the grill, carrying the savory scent of meat and barbecue spices into the air. Irene, Axel, and Neil were busy cooking, while Lena sat quietly on the terrace—her expression calm, though her mind was in turmoil.

God… do I really have to share a room with Axel tonight? This can’t be happening…

Just then, Irene placed a skewer of grilled meat on the table, then moved to sit beside Axel. Lena ...