Chapter 365

Cecilia 's pov I watched Harper. "Don’t flatter yourself," I muttered. "One of them already had you crying." Before Harper could bounce back, Sebastian walked out of the kitchen with the last dish in hand. His eyes locked onto mine the second he stepped into the room, and he took the seat right across from me. With practiced ease, he ladled steaming soup into my bowl. "Here. Try it," he said, calm but firm. I took a slow sip, letting the warmth settle on my tongue. The flavor was perfect. "It’s really good," I admitted. Sebastian didn’t look away, watching my reaction like it actually mattered. "I got the recipe. I can make it for you whenever you want." I didn’t answer. I just kept sipping the soup, but something warm spread in my chest. Author 's pov Back at Martha’s estate, Cassian and Zane sat across from each other at the dining table. The air between them felt heavy, like it might crack if either of them breathed too hard. Zane spoke first, voice tight and measured. "Jessica’s da