Adrian's POV
I felt her hands trembling in mine, and I knew this moment had been coming since the second Leonard Cross stepped into my garden.
"Elijah Cross's brother. Leonard. Who is he to me?"
Lina's voice was steady. Her hands weren't. And Raze paced beneath my skin, hackles raised, because he understood what I understood.
Some doors, once opened, could never be shut again.
Five years. That was how long I'd kept this buried.
Five years of scrubbing every trace of Damon Reese from her life, of paying off people, of rewriting the story until even the ones who'd been there believed the version I gave them.
She didn't remember what she'd lost. And I intended to keep it that way, because the truth didn't just lead back to Leonard. It led back to Damon.
And if she st
