I wasn't sure if it was my own illusion, but when Cyril said those words, his voice was low, and his tone carried an implication I couldn't quite decipher.
I didn't think much of it. Cyril had always been sharp with his instincts. I wasn't Darian's playmate; I was his superior.
I didn't expect that such a subtle detail would be noticed by him.
I didn't respond, and he didn't press further, only saying softly, "Philip seems to have his eye on you. Be careful during this time. If anything happens, just call me."
I raised a teasing smile and asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll drag you down?"
I said it jokingly, but Cyril's gaze instantly became serious. He looked at me, his eyes full of resolve as he said, "Aurora, I'm not afraid."
My breath suddenly became shallow, and I involuntarily look
