[Meredith].
Draven's eyes snapped to mine. Silence pressed between us, heavy, suffocating.
In that moment, both of us understood that this wasn't an accident or suicide. This was something else.
Something that terrified a grown woman into complete silence. Something lurking inside this house. Something close to Xamira.
A heavy silence lingered after my last words, about fear so deep it could silence a scream.
Then I drew in a slow breath and asked quietly, "Who else knows about this? Besides us?"
Draven didn't hesitate. "Dennis. And the guard who found the body."
Only three people.
"And your father?" I pressed. "Or anyone in authority? You don't want to tell them?"
His expression hardened. "Tell my father?" He almost scoffed.
"Meredith, he hates humans. He doesn't care if they live or die. What do you think will happen if I tell him the human nanny of my human daughter fell from a balcony?"
