The formidable Aiden Romanov

Chapter 69

Silvana sat in her wheelchair, her posture tense, her eyes darting around the room as if she were searching for something or someone. Her hands gripped the armrests tightly, her knuckles white from the pressure. Every now and then, she would flinch slightly, as though a sudden noise or movement startled her. Her normally vibrant eyes were clouded with a mixture of fear and confusion.

Aiden’s concern deepened as he observed her. He made his way through the crowd, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. “Silvana,” he said softly, “do you want to take a walk? Get some fresh air?”

Silvana looked up at him, her eyes reflecting a myriad of emotions. She nodded slowly. “Yes, I think I need that.”

Aiden carefully maneuvered her wheelchair out of the ballroom, away from the noise and the crowd. They headed towards the garden, where a small, serene waterfall provided a tranquil escape from the festivities. The night air was cool and refreshing, carrying the soothing sound of the water cascadin