Evelyn's POV 

Leonard’s house was massive—exactly what I’d expected from someone like him. As I walked in, I couldn’t help but notice the elegant furniture and warm lighting. It was the kind of home that screamed wealth without trying too hard, though I was too drained to care. I just wanted a moment to relax.

“Please, make yourselves comfortable,” Leonard said with a casual wave toward the plush couches in the living room. “I’ll ask the housekeeper to prepare something for you both.”

“No, thank you,” I replied quickly. The idea of food turned my stomach. “But… I could use a hot bath.” My body ached from the long flight,...