For three entire days, Aria had been avoiding him. Not completely.
She still performed her duties perfectly. His coffee appeared exactly on time.His medicines were prepared before he even asked. His schedules remained organized.Everything was the same.
And yet... Nothing felt the same.
Because whenever Rafael entered a room, Aria somehow found a reason to leave.
Whenever he tried to start a conversation, she kept it short.
Whenever their eyes met...She was always the first to look away.
At first, Rafael tried to ignore it.
Then he became irritated. Then frustrated.
Now...
He was simply tired of pretending that he didn't notice or it didn't bother him. The realization itself annoyed him.He didn't know why but he knew one thing. Tonight, he would get answers.
The evening sky had darkened.Rain fell steadily outside the mansion.
Not a storm.Just gentle rain.
