Different Story

Warlock Ch 245. Different Story

Aria was leaning against a column near the edge of the ballroom, her sharp eyes fixed on the trio. Her expression was unreadable, but there was something in her gaze—intensity, curiosity, maybe even anger. Her focus, however, lingered the longest on Damian.

He was just like him. Kaelan.

Aria's chest tightened as the thought took root, refusing to be ignored. The way Damian stood, the way he moved—it was uncanny. Even now, watching him laugh with Evelyn and Cassius, his body language was eerily familiar. She could almost hear Kaelan's voice, teasing and lighthearted, blending seamlessly into theirs.

It was the same.

Kaelan had always been at ease with Evelyn and Cassius. They'd been a team, a family of sorts. Seeing them now, so natural even in the midst of this formal charade, made Aria's stomach twist. Because she was supposed to be part of that too, once. She was supposed to be closest to Kaelan.