Chapter 52

• Darius
• By evening, everyone was ready for dinner. Cyrus and I came downstairs to find my parents waiting in the living room. My mother, always elegant, wore a deep blue dress, her jewelry sparkling under the warm lights. My father stood beside her, his tailored suit sharp and pristine, exuding his usual composed demeanor.
• Cyrus, looking effortlessly handsome in a fitted navy blue button-up and matching slacks, stepped forward with a polite smile. "Mrs. Blackwood, Mr. Blackwood, it’s great to see you again."