Roman's shoulders sagged as he walked back toward the mansion, exhaustion dragging at every step. Gravel crunched beneath his shoes, the sound hollow against the heavy silence pressing around the estate.
His mind was nowhere near the path in front of him. It was buried in questions.
Where could Magnus have hidden Estelle? Was there really some underground part of the estate he had never known about? Was the message fake?
His brows pulled tightly together as frustration gnawed at him. He had lived in this place for years, yet suddenly it felt unfamiliar, like the walls themselves were hiding secrets from him.
His thoughts spiraled so deeply that he almost missed the sound of approaching footsteps. Roman lifted his head and his eyes landed on Noah.
