When Charlotte let herself into the apartment with the spare key, the living room was dark. She closed the door quietly, careful not to make a sound, and started toward her bedroom. But then, the lights behind the glass bar cabinet flickered on.

She stopped in her tracks. Evander stepped out from behind the bar, wearing a robe and holding a glass of whiskey.

“Couldn’t sleep?” she asked.

He set his glass down on the marble countertop, his eyes lingering on her. “Couldn’t get any rest,” he replied. “You’re home pretty late.”

“Work ran late.” Her gaze drifted to the drink in his hand. Without thinking, she added, “You really shouldn’t be drinking, not with your health like this.”

He paused, a faint ripple passing through his otherwise calm eyes before vanishing. “Relax. It’s not going to kill me. You won’t be a widow just yet–sorry to disappoint.”

His tone was sharp, almost mocking.

Charlotte had no patience for his sarcasm. She turned to go to her room, but he

called her back.

“Charlotte.”

She glanced over her shoulder. “What now?”

He looked at her for a long moment, as if searching for words, but in the end, all he managed was, “Get some rest.”

She didn’t bother replying and disappeared into her room.

Evander stared after her, gripping the glass so tightly the veins stood out on the back

of his hand.

words from earlier that day echoed

stay with you? I heard Mr. Rayburn say it himself–she only agreed to be

once you got better. She’s not here

his thumb and fingers to his forehead, struggling to catch his breath as a dull ache tightened in his

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day, The

want to go

old manor was filled with Genevieve’s pleading as she stood before Rosemary Howard. “Why is my brother doing this to me? Just because of Charlotte?

and wants to send me away? Why? I’m still part

I had known he’d turn on me like this, I should’ve listened to her and

developing a headache from Genevieve’s whining,

meant to say

“N–nothing.”

wants you to fight Evander for the

incredulous.

that’s

go along with them.” Rosemary took a deep breath, her disappointment clear. “There’s a reason your brother wants you to study overseas. If you keep staying by your mother’s side, who knows

“Grandma-”

Linette, the housekeeper. “Make arrangements–Genevieve

hesitated. “And Mr.

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