~Aria's POV~
I sat on the edge of the bed, the folder feeling like a heavy weight beside me. When the door finally opened, it wasn't with a violent bang. It was slow, heavy, and somehow hesitant.
Lucien walked in. He didn't look at the folder, he didn't even look at the tears I hadn't finished wiping away. He just went straight to the small bar cart in the corner of my room, his movement were extremely flawless. He picked up the bottle of whiskey, with no glass cup and turned to face me.
Then, he sat in the armchair across from the bed.
He didn't say a word. He...
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