A Familiar Echo

Kaelen’s jaw tightened, the smallest muscle flickering. Kira. Of course.

He gave a clipped nod, dismissing the manager with a glance before his gaze flicked back to the still-closing elevator doors.

Bianca’s gaze flicked toward Kaelen, noticing the brief tightening of his jaw and the faint shadow that crossed his usually composed features. “Kaelen… what’s wrong? Where is she?” she asked gently,