The Whispered Name

Inside the suite, the room fell into silence at the soft knock. Conversation stopped mid-breath. Kaelen’s gaze flicked toward the door, his tone quiet but certain.

“That must be her.”

Across the room, Bianca exhaled slowly. She straightened in her seat, posture flawless, though the faint crease in her brow lingered. Her hand reached for the delicate porcelain cup resting on the table. She lifted