Chapter 79

• The silence after Bianca’s departure stretched heavy and suffocating. Danielle sat on the edge of Theo’s bed, her hand still trembling where it rested against the blanket. The boy stirred faintly, shifting in his sleep, and she forced herself to steady her breathing for his sake.
• Her world had tilted, all because of one smirk from Bianca.
• Alexander stood by the window, his figure dark against the streaming sunlight. His hands were in his pockets, but his stillness was deceptive; the tension radiating from him filled the room.