Chapter 80 – Yes
Rina
He was still there standing in front of me, the soft light from the piano room catching the silver at his cuff, his hair slightly tousled from his fingers.
The room was quiet not the kind of quiet that was empty, but the kind that trembled with too many things unsaid.
Lucian stood in front of me, tall, composed, and yet… not. There was something raw beneath that surface tonight. Something that made his gaze softer, heavier, real.
The light from the fireplace painted him in amber and gold, catching the edge of his jaw, the line of his throat, the restless movement of his fingers as he tried to stay still.
Lucian Dreven the man I once thought I would never understand.
The man who had turned my world upside down with just a look.
And now he stood there, waiting.
Not commanding, not demanding,waiting.
For me.
For an answer.
The silence between us stretched like the space between two heartbeats, too fragile, too full.
