A Calculating Gaze

Cassia Rowe.

Lucius’s presence was hard to ignore. He was everywhere I turned, always with that same smug, knowing look on his face. There were moments when he’d step in to help me, fetching something from the top shelf, or offering a hand with groceries that Hilda had brought in. Each time, he’d flash that smirk of his, the same smirk Darius often had but without the warmth or humor that sometime