Adyr came to the front door and reached into his pocket for the keys. Just as he was about to unlock it, the door opened from the inside.
"I heard the car and figured it was you," Selina said.
Dressed in a plain black one-piece dress, her midnight-purple hair loosely tied back, she looked simple, ordinary, even. But that simplicity only served to highlight her natural grace and quiet beauty. Still, her face was touched by a quiet sorrow.
"Your mother's inside. She's asleep," she added, stepping aside to let him in.
By the time she called Adyr, she was already at his home. She had come to check on Marielle in person. Given that her mother was the founder of the Angel Wing Foundation and that Selina herself was regularly involved in its operations, it wasn't unusual for her to personally follow up on the well-being of employees. But this time was different. This wasn't just protocol. It was about Adyr. The moment she received the report, she came without hesitation.
