The days after Damien’s disappearance were quiet too quiet.

The kind of silence that made Amelia’s skin crawl.

She tried to convince herself that calm meant safety, but Alexander knew better. The quiet was never peace; it was the pause before impact.

The world moved normally around them. The city pulsed with its usual rhythm traffic hums, impatient horns, distant laughter echoing from somewhere below the penthouse balcony. But beneath that façade of normalcy, something in the air had ...