Cecilia ’s pov
The whole family was gone ? Just Daisy, alone in this massive house ?
After we arrived, Daisy took Sebastian to the master suite on the third floor.
The butler led the rest of us to the guest rooms. That was me, Harper, Tang, and Sawyer.
Our rooms were on the far end of the second floor.
The distance between his room and ours was kind of ridiculous.
It honestly felt like we needed a golf cart. Or maybe even an Uber.
But I wasn’t really complaining.
We were just his pack entourage. Staying in the estate was already a privilege.
The guest rooms were huge. Everyone got their own, and they were nicer than most five-star hotels.
Warm tones. Plush bedding. Fancy furniture that looked expensive enough to have its own insurance.
I didn’t even unpack. Just dropped my bag and collapsed onto the window lounge. Outside, the rainbow was still hanging in the sky like it had nowhere better to be.
My brain was a mess. It felt like someone had dumped a whole tray of paint in there.
At some point, I must’ve drifted off.
A knock on the door snapped me awake.A staff member was there, politely reminding me it was time for dinner.
I muttered something and rubbed my temples, trying to shake the fog.
A minute later, Harper showed up.
She saw me still rubbing my forehead and instantly assumed I was spiraling again.
“Look, I know you didn’t ask to be dragged out here for some big ‘meet the family’ moment,” she said, leaning against the doorframe.
“But he’s not trying to lock you down. He just wants to give you and the baby a real place in his world. I get why you’re nervous, but… is he really asking that much ?”
I dropped my hand and gave her a look. “No, he’s fine. I’m the problem. Who gave him permission to be hot, emotionally intelligent, and Oscar-level smooth ? Even actual con men aren’t this good.”
Harper laughed, full-on this time.
We headed downstairs together.
Tang and Sawyer joined us in the hall just as we stepped out.
The four of us walked into the dining room as a unit.
Sebastian was already sitting down, with Daisy next to him. A little girl, probably around two years old, was sitting on his lap.
She was curled into him like she belonged there. No hesitation. No awkwardness. Just… home.
And just like that, my brain flashed back. Daisy brushing raindrops off his shoulder. The way she’d touched him, casually, like it meant nothing. Or maybe like it meant everything.
Something in my stomach twisted.
I told myself to be rational. To not jump to conclusions.
But my imagination was already racing.
But I couldn’t shake the unease.
Sure, Sebastian was attractive. But was I really this insecure every time a woman smiled at him ?
“Please, sit anywhere you like,” Daisy said with a warm smile. She didn’t stand, but her voice was smooth and practiced, like she’d hosted a hundred dinners just like this.
I gave a tight nod and walked around the table, choosing the seat farthest from them.


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