Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 416

When Warren was finally tied up, hands and feet bound tight, Sylvia could finally let herself believe she was safe.

By then, she was already drenched in cold sweat, her whole body limp and heavy.

As she collapsed, strong arms caught her. Someone scooped her up and carried her out the door.

It was just like the last time-except this time, they both made it out okay.

Sylvia kept thinking this had to be a dream. She reached up and touched the man's face.

His stubble prickled her palm.

"Ouch. That's scratchy."

"I'll shave in a bit." Rupert's voice, always so tense, finally sounded a little lighter.

"Rupert," Sylvia whispered, running her hand gently over his brow.

He paused mid-step.

"Yeah?"

Just hearing his answer made her relax; it was like her whole body gave in to the darkness.

She slept hard, as if the whole world faded away.

In her dreams, old memories came flooding back-memories she'd tried so hard to lock away.

Everything felt upside down.

still couldn't accept the truth of what happened. What had she, Stella, and the baby who never made it out meant, really, in everyone else's

Knock knock knock.

rapped at

back to the States, Rupert had

her every so often,

She never answered.

idea how to face the world outside her

rang with worry. "What do we do? She

Edwin said quietly, turning and leaving the

the sounds outside faded, Sylvia curled up tighter under the comforter, hugging

while later, the blankets suddenly got

her eyes, and the instant she shifted, she realized there

waist. Startled, she

"Let go!"

"It's me."

voice drifted through the

struggled harder. Her mind was

she

not the

any of it-not Rup

they'd lost, not

she said

let her tug at his

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