A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 470

“I miss my grandma, Miss, my grandma’s going to be okay, right?”

Alessia’s mind was drifting in and out, Susannah Holt’s trembling voice echoing in the darkness. Alessia opened her mouth, meaning to comfort the girl, but no words would come. Her chest tightened; her breathing grew shallow, her vision blurring at the edges. Just as sleep threatened to pull her under, Alessia bit down hard on her tongue, forcing herself to stay awake.

“Miss? Miss, what’s wrong?” Susannah’s panic was immediate and contagious, her fear swelling in the cramped darkness.

“I’m fine… Your grandma’s fine too. I’m just, a little tired. I need to rest for a bit,” Alessia managed, her voice little more than a whisper.

“No, you can’t sleep! You said you can’t sleep, remember?” Susannah sobbed, but she remembered Alessia’s warning and kept talking, desperate to keep her teacher conscious.

Fumbling in the darkness, Susannah’s small hand finally found Alessia’s–it was cold as ice. Tears welled up in Susannah’s eyes; her hands trembled as she tried to cup Alessia’s, as though she could warm

her back to life.

She called Alessia’s name again and again, but Alessia could only muster the faintest response, as if she might vanish at any moment.

Alessia’s hand and, just as Alessia had taught her, she started banging it against the ceiling above

stay calm for Alessia’s sake. She talked

listened to Susannah’s crying, struggling to stay awake, but

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known flickered before her eyes–until, at last,

“If only I’d just told him how much I cared, how happy he made me,

three months, Cole had said again and again that he wanted

her, only to be caught by Susannah and nearly

not wanting him to risk another secret trip. The journey was

too much; even knowing she’d be

to her that day. If only she’d said, “Rest a little longer,” or “I

slipped from Alessia’s eye, even as a soft smile lingered on

slipping away, a