God.
Marcus.
Overdid
Even his timing felt emotionally inconvenient sometimes.
h,” I said tiredly. “Thank you.
His expression shifted immediately.
“Lydia?”
I looked away instinctively.
“What?”
“You look stressed.”
I forced a smile.
“Birthday prep.”
But Marcus kept watching me carefully.
The problem with observant people was that lying became exhausting.
“Do you need help?” he asked gently. “Honestly, I’d be happy to help with anything.”
And maybe it was exhaustion.
Maybe fear.
Maybe adrenaline still sitting under my skin.
Because normally I would have dismissed it immediately.
Instead I sighed quietly.
“Eli got sick this morning.”
Marcus’ entire expression changed instantly.
“What?”
“He fainted during breakfast.”
“Oh my God.”


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