~Narrator’s~

“Tell her to meet me in the atrium. Now.”

Blair instructs.

The morning sun flooding through the glass dome perfectly highlights the corners of the mansion’s grand hall.

Jennie is standing near the center with her crossed arms. Leo leans against a pillar, silent but sharp-eyed. Reo paces beside the grand staircase; his eyes are already flashing. There’s no yelling, no chaos—not yet. But something’s coming.

And then Adele walks in.

Wearing white like she’s untouched. Untouchable. Sunglasses still on indoors like the world doesn’t deserve her eye contact.

“I heard there’s been... confusion,” she says smoothly, sliding off her glasses and keeping them in her clutch. “A misunderstanding.”...