After some minutes... Adrian entered the room without a word.
The door closed behind him with a muted click, the sound sharp in Raya's ears despite how soft it was. She stiffened instinctively, spine straightening even though she was seated, fingers tightening around the phone in her hands.
He didn't look at her.
Not even once.
Adrian Blake walked past her as though she were nothing more than furniture, his presence filling the room without effort. He stopped in front of the full-length mirror by the wall and began removing his watch with unhurried precision.
The quiet stretched.
Raya watched him from the corner of her eye, her gaze cautious, restrained. The suit jacket came off first, draped neatly over the chair. Then the cufflinks. The watch followed, placed carefully on the glass surface.
Each movement was deliberate. Controlled.
Her heart beat louder with every second.
When will he start questioning her about the wedding night?
