Chapter 123

• Chapter 123
• The morning after their garden dinner, the mansion felt different. No one hurried down the halls, no radios crackled with tense updates, and the usual edge of steel had dulled into something almost ordinary. Selena woke to birdsong, not alarms, and for the first time she couldn’t smell gun oil in the air.
• She dressed slowly, choosing a soft cream dress Rosa had left out, and when she came downstairs, she froze.