C40 Fractured Reflection

Mira Evans moved through the corridors of the Evans penthouse with the practiced elegance of someone who had been trained to carry poise as armor. The soft click of her heels on the marble floor echoed faintly, a reminder that she was both alone and not. Luciana’s watchful presence lingered even when she wasn’t in the room, and Cole’s silence was heavier than any words could have been