CHAPTER 3 — The First Denial
“This is impossible,” Adrian whispered.
He dialed his private banker.
No answer.
Again.
Still nothing.
His jaw tightened.
He stood up too fast, knocking the glass off the nightstand.
It shattered.
Arya finally sat up. “Adrian… what’s happening?”
He didn’t look at her.
He was already dressed.
Already leaving.
Because deep down, before logic arrived—
He already knew who did it.
Mara.
But that made no sense.
Mara was soft.
Mara was quiet.
Mara was safe.
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That’s what he believed.
That’s what made it worse.
