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.

thought she saw a figure by the window, a lit cigarette in hand, its glow flickering uncertainly, making her

when she opened her eyes, she was met with

presence, "Hello, I'm the officer handling your case. I've come to discuss

Sylvia managed to sit up. "What's going

before speaking, "Sylvia, I'm sorry, but the man who hurt Bridget has been diagnosed with schizophrenia. This means his testimony is now irrelevant. You're off the hook, and he'll be transferred to a psychiatric facility since Ms.

become schizophrenic out of the blue?" Sylvia's face turned pale, struggling to accept this turn of events. She knew if she continued digging the matter, it probably was

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

was clear. Only someone with connections and influence could orchestrate something like

someone had to be related to Bridget. That

at the dreary sky, a heavy suffocation making it hard to breathe. Reality had dealt her another harsh blow. If she wanted to stand a chance against Bridget, she'd have to confront Rupert. But how could she

the officer said with a sigh

After what felt like an eternity, she

you to come over for dinner at the Garcia family home this weekend. Don't

lay back down, aimlessly