The Logans savored their breakfast in the dining room, spoons clinking against plates.
Desmond's warm gaze turned to Astrid. "Astrid, how's your health? Hope you're doing well?"
Astrid's smile faltered, her eyes darting to Desmond. "It's getting better," she responded. She felt inferior, intimidated by his commanding presence.
Maren sat beside Astrid, Julian to her right. "Thanks for caring for her as we would," Leila said. "We worried she would face unfair treatment due to... circumstances."
Desmond's leg twitches, his interest piqued. "The one she was supposed to marry?"
Astrid's fork halted mid-air, her family's gaze fixed on Desmond just the mention of these words.
While Josh's eyes narrowed. "What happened?"
Desmond sipped his water, the silence stretching like an eternity. "Haven't heard from him, or... they were arranged partners."
Julian's curiosity sparked at this. He tried investigating, but his team found nothing.
