Adeline's POV

The next day crawled by.

I went through the motions. Breakfast with Kayden, small talk, pretending everything was normal.

But the text from Russio burned in my mind.

2 PM. My office. Don't tell my son.

"You seem distracted," Kayden said over coffee.

"I'm just tired from the photos…everything."

"Want to get out of here today? Go into the city? Away from all this?"

"Can't. I have some things to handle."

"What things?"

"Just personal stuff. Errands."

He studied me. "You ...