Aria’s POV
I wasn’t truly asleep; deep down, I sensed that something about Rhett’s expression earlier had been off.
I quietly got up and walked to the window, pulling the curtain open just a c***k. The scene outside came into view.
In the courtyard, Julian was jumping around in the rain like a madman. His body was stiff, his movements exaggerated, his face twisted—anger and madness interwoven. Under the flashes of lightning, his features looked even more ferocious.
There wasn’t the slightest ripple in my heart; I simply watched him calmly.
I knew exactly why he had come to the villa at that moment. There was only one reason: Evangeline. Judging by the fury written all over him, he was probably worried that she was suffering in prison.
The corner of my mouth lifted slightly in a mocki
