~Aria's POV~
Helena circled me slowly, like a jeweler examining a stone for flaws. I felt her gaze catalog every detail, my casual clothes, my minimal makeup, my simple ponytail.
"Hmm," she said finally, and the sound conveyed volumes of disapproval.
"Mother," Lucien's voice held a warning edge. "Aria came here to bring me lunch, not to be inspected like…"
"Like the woman who married my son and heir?" Helena interrupted smoothly. "The future of the Blackwood name? I think a simple inspection is more than warranted, don't you?"
She stopped in front of me, so close I could smell her expensive perfume, something French and intimidating.
"How old...
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