Aria's POV ***My heart slammed against my ribs. Adrian is here. The words echoed in my head even after the visitor fell silent. No one moved.Dad stood halfway down the staircase, gripping the wooden railing so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His eyes never left the front door. The visitor remained where he was, his expression unreadable.Then, without warning, the door slowly opened. A tall man stepped inside. He closed the umbrella in one smooth motion before handing it to the visitor without looking at him. The visitor accepted it with a slight nod. No words. No introductions. That alone told me they knew each other.The man brushed a drop of rain from the sleeve of his charcoal suit before lifting his head. His gaze swept across the room. First the visitor, then my father. Finally…Me.His eyes rested on me for barely two seconds before moving away again, as though he had simply confirmed something. Nothing more. Nothing less."So," I said before anyone else could speak,
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