Chapter 96: Guilt

“So… about Dominic.”

Marcella Valenti raised a brow delicately. “What about him?”

“You know… it’s funny,” Serena began, tearing her croissant slowly, “how someone like Dominic can seem so… untouchable but still have these moments where he just crumbles.”

Marcella’s eyes flickered to hers. “Crumbles?”

Serena shrugged. “I’ve seen it. The panic attacks. The way he pulls back when things get too close