In the days that followed their return to the city, Beatrice became a constant visitor at the Ravenstrong mansion. At first, Adam bristled at the sight of her—memories of her sharp tongue and cold smirks still too fresh. But as the visits continued, he noticed something shifting. She no longer came with her usual entourage, no arrogance in her step. Instead, she lingered at the table with Sofia, her laughter quieter, her gaze softer. Against his will, Adam found himself realizing something unexpected. He had missed her too—his sister in all but blood.
Sometimes Beatrice even stayed overnight. Anne and Elise, however, remained unconvinced.
"Sofia, you can't just trust her," Anne said one evening, her voice low but firm. "I'm sure she has a hidden agenda. She'll strike you in the back one of these days. People like her don't change overnight."
