Chapter 157. Fire in the Building

Natalya POV

I stare at Hermes from the corner of my eye as the Bentley glides through the city lights. He looks calm. My father said Hermes might already know about the plan—about everything—and yet here he is, sitting beside me as if I didn’t just deliberately shatter his phone minutes ago.

He didn’t even flinch. He just smiled that polite, unreadable smile, bent down, picked up the broken phone, and opened the car door for me as if nothing happened.

That should be sincere… right? But I don’t know anymore.

I used to pride myself on understanding Hermes Grande—his moods, his tells, his little silences. I spent years believing no one knew him as I did. But right now? Sitting next to him? I feel like I’m beside a stranger wearing the face of the boy I loved.

I let out a slow, quiet sig