"I'm his wife."
The words landed clean.
Direct.
Final.
They didn't need emphasis. They didn't need explanation. The weight of them settled into the surrounding immediately, cutting through everything else before anyone could even react.
Before that silence could fully form, Seong moved, reaching out and pulling Suha closer to her side. Her hand rested on the girl's shoulder, steady snd certain, like it belonged there.
"And this is our kid," she added, just as calmly. "We even have a twin."
That was when the silence truly hit.
Not loud. Not dramatic.
Just heavy.
Aeloria flinched.
There was no attempt to hide it this time, no effort to keep her composure perfectly intact. The reaction came out raw and immediate, her posture stiffening as the words sank in faster than she could process them.
"How?"
The word slipped out of her before she could stop it, her composure cracking for the first time as confusion pushed through.
And then—
