Agatha couldn't get herself to sleep after the appearance of the stranger, Cain. There was something about him that left a lingering unease within her, an inexplicable chill that clung to her skin long after he had left the room. She was certain she hadn't met him before, yet he carried an aura so dark and unsettling it felt as though shadows trailed after him. It wasn't just his presence — it was the way Christian had reacted to him, the unspoken tension that thickened the air the moment they'd faced each other. For once, despite the hatred she still harbored for Christian, a flicker of concern for him ignited within her.