Chapter 181

Harper

“Celine,” he said her name.

Not loudly. Not gently either. Just firm enough that it carried weight.

She turned back to him, eyes sharp, already defensive. “What?” The word came out clipped, impatient, like she was daring him to push further.

He didn’t react to her tone. He just looked at her—really looked at her—then past her, briefly, toward the room behind. Toward us.

“Who,” he said slowl