She didn't answer, but the small smile on her lips betrayed the chaos swirling inside her.
Lucien just… openly call me his sister? She wasn't sure what to make of it, but for some inexplicable reason, her chest swelled with an odd sense of warmth. Despite the cold and distant way he usually treated her, hearing him declare their sibling bond—even if reluctantly—sparked a small flicker of happiness in her heart.
Lucien, on the other hand, after hearing Ronan's remark was visibly stiff. His jaw clenched, and his entire posture screamed discomfort as if he couldn't believe the words that had just come out of his own mouth. His pride, his carefully crafted walls of indifference, felt like they had crumbled in that single moment. Frustration flared in his chest, not at Aria but at himself for losing control.
