Chapter 50
- **SANDRINO’S POV***
- While Eve found comfort beside her little bun, elsewhere in the mansion, someone sat wide awake, suffocated by smoke and thoughts that wouldn’t settle.
- In the study, the air was thick with cigarette haze, curling and weaving like restless ghosts. I sat behind my massive oak desk, elbows planted on the wood, my mind slicing through the events of the past few days.