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.

lit cigarette in hand, its glow flickering uncertainly, making her unable to

eyes, she was met with the

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

to sit up. "What's going

testimony is now irrelevant. You're

Sylvia's face turned pale, struggling to accept this turn

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

was clear. Only someone with connections and influence could orchestrate

that someone had to be related to Bridget.

sky, a heavy suffocation making it hard to breathe. Reality had dealt her another harsh blow. If she wanted to stand a

some rest," the officer said with

was about to be engulfed by an all-consuming darkness. After what

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

back down,