Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Sienna's Pov

The morning sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, casting a soft glow over the cozy apartment. I was halfway through making breakfast for Daphne and me when another knock sounded at the door. Thinking it might be Camille or Adrian, I brushed my hands on a dish towel and went to open it.

Standing there was a man I hadn’t seen before, though he seemed vaguely familiar. He was a bit older, perhaps in his early fifties, with streaks of silver in his dark hair and a warm, friendly expression that put me at ease.

He wore a well-tailored jacket, casual yet elegant, and his posture was relaxed, though he held himself with a quiet dignity. Despite his age, he had a youthful glint in his eye, a spark that made him look very much in his prime.

“Bonjour, mademoiselle,” he greeted, his accent rolling smoothly off his tongue. “I hope I’m not intruding. I wanted to introduce myself properly.”

“Not at all,” I replied, smiling as I held the door open. “Please, come in.”