Chapter 73

Tyler. I tapped my fingers rhythmically on the table, the soft drumming echoing in the silence of my office. Since arriving here, I'd been unable to shake the unsettling thoughts swirling in my mind. The memory of what I'd overheard gnawed at my conscience like a persistent itch, refusing to be ignored. Lauren's words replayed themselves in my head, each syllable a damning piece of evidence in the puzzle I was piecing together. She had the audacity to ask my housekeeper to call her Luna. Luna. The very title that belonged to Arya. The implications of Lauren's brazen request sent shivers down my spine and ignited a fiery rage within me. Was she so bold as to insinuate herself into Arya's place, as if she could simply erase her existence? The more I dwelled on it, the clearer it became: Lauren was no innocent bystander. Her sudden appearance, the orchestrated attack, her insistence on embedding herself within the walls of my home – it all pointed to a carefully crafted plan, one desig