Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting long shadows across Kaelen's bedroom. I lay perfectly still, my breathing carefully regulated to mimic sleep. Beside me, Kaelen's chest rose and fell steadily.
I had been waiting for what felt like hours. My plan had worked perfectly so far - the nightmare story had gotten me into his room. Now I just needed him to fall into deep sleep so I could search for my father's case file in his safe. I knew he kept a key somewhere in this room.
A cold determination settled in my bones. This wasn't about revenge anymore; this was about justice. My father deserved to have his name cleared, even if it was too late for him to see it happen.
Kaelen shifted beside me, and I forced myself to remain still. I could feel his gaze on me, studying my face in the darkness. His heart was racing; I could hear its rapid tempo even from where I lay.
"I know you're awake," he murmured, his voice husky with exhaustion.
