CHAPTER 121
KATYA'S POV
—Few minutes before Romeo POV—
Night had settled thick and quiet over the mansion. I'd just stepped out of Nonna's room, her soft goodnight still echoing behind me.
She'd insisted I stay longer—offering cookies, stories, unsolicited advice—until I finally convinced her she needed sleep more than I needed feeding.
I pulled the door gently shut and let out a breath. An hour before that, I'd helped Romeo back to his room.
He hadn't said much—he rarely did lately—but his silence tonight had felt heavier. Like every word he didn't say was pressing into the air between us.
His room was on the top floor, same as mine. I brushed that thought away. That stupid thought that whispered for me to check on him before walking to my room.
I pressed the elevator button and waited, listening to the soft mechanical hum as it descended from the top floor.
