Kya held herself together the entire time Sebastian stood inside Luxe. Her posture was perfect. Her voice steady. Her expression unreadable. But the moment he walked out the door, her mask cracked. Her breath left her in a shaky exhale she didn’t realize she’d been holding. Her hands trembled slightly, and she pressed them against her thighs to steady herself.
Julian noticed instantly.
He stepped closer, his presence grounding. “Kya.”
She swallowed. “I’m fine.”
But she wasn’t.
Facing Sebastian as Kya Byrd—the woman she rebuilt from the ashes—was nothing like facing him as Rylee, the role she had worn like armor.
Rylee was easy. It was a performance.
But Kya…
Kya was real and had something to lose.
And now Sebastian knew she had remarried.
That she belonged to Julian.
That her l
