Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 42

It felt like how she nestled in his arms at that wild night.

Rupert inexplicably lifted his hand, intending to caress her cheek, but his fingers curled back just before touching her. In the end, he lowered his hand.

At that moment, his phone buzzed with a new message.

Rupert frowned slightly and got up to leave.

...

Sylvia was utterly exhausted.

Ever since her unexpected second chance at life began, she'd been on edge, the mental strain making her sleep anything but peaceful. Especially since she felt like someone was watching her.

by the window, a lit cigarette in hand, its glow flickering uncertainly, making her unable to discern

her eyes, she was met

I'm the officer handling your case. I've

to sit up. "What's

but the man who hurt Bridget has been diagnosed with schizophrenia. This means his testimony is now irrelevant.

face turned pale, struggling to accept this turn of events. She knew if she continued digging the matter, it probably was connected

sighed, "Everything was above board, certified by the authorities. It's a difficult

with connections and

someone had to be related to

Reality had dealt her another harsh blow. If she wanted to stand a chance against

officer said

to be engulfed by an all-consuming darkness. After what felt like an eternity, she remembered to

to hear. Tristan wants you to come over for dinner at the Garcia family home this weekend. Don't turn him down; it's his way of extending

lay back down, aimlessly