"What do you mean, Mother?" Raya asked calmly, though a flicker of unease passed through her.
Priscilla leaned back slightly, folding her hands with deliberate composure. "I know about you and Rowland," she said, her voice silky but sharp. "And I am certain you would not want Adriano to find out."
Raya's heart skipped a beat, and her mind immediately went to Rowland, how he hadn't tried to reach her in days. A quiet pang of worry stabbed her. Why hasn't he called? Has he moved on? Was he planning something?
"There's nothing going on between Rowland and me," Raya said carefully, keeping her voice steady. "And there's absolutely nothing Adrian needs to know."
Priscilla's lips curved into a faint, calculating smile. "Tough girl, aren't you?" she said softly, almost amused.
