Morning sunlight spilled faintly across the marble floor of my bedroom when I opened my eyes.
For a few seconds, I simply stared at the ceiling.
Still tired.
My body had rested, but my mind clearly hadn’t.
I pushed the blanket away and sat up slowly, pressing my fingers briefly against my temple before standing from the bed.
Another day.
Another schedule.
I walked toward the bathroom.
By the time I finished getting ready, my expression looked perfectly composed again.
Soft makeup.
Black fitted dress.
Hair smooth and neat.
Nothing about me reflected the exhaustion sitting underneath my skin.
That was how it had always been.
The world only saw what I allowed it to see.
When I walked downstairs, Leo was already eating breakfast while Pierce sat beside him scrolling through some
