He looked at them.
Then at the car.
And got in.
No questions.
Back at the mansion, Emily was already at the entrance.
Waiting.
The moment the car stopped, she moved.
Not fully stable.
But faster than before.
Leo stepped out.
She reached him.
“You left.”
Simple.
But direct.
He didn’t answer.
“I thought you weren’t coming back,” she said.
Pause.
“I didn’t know if I could stay,” he replied.
That was the truth.
Not emotional.
Structural.
