Sharp Edges

The door opened wider.

Dario stepped in first, his voice already filling the room. “You really should knock next time, Gin—”

He stopped mid-sentence when he noticed her.

“Well, well,” Dario said slowly, eyes narrowing as they landed on Camilla standing stiffly near the desk. “Looks like we have company.”

Ginevra followed him in, heels clicking softly against the floor. Her expression shifted insta