Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 447

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"When did you get so nosy? Let her go—maybe she'll finally stop brooding all the time." Lester said offhandedly.

"You're so understanding, boss. I was thinking of taking tomorrow off," Zion grinned.

"Your vacation days are all canceled for the month."

Zion's grin froze.

Hotel.

Sylvia made her way back to the hotel and settled into the lounge, ordering a hot cup of coffee.

She decided to trust Rupert one last time.

They really did need to sit down and have a proper talk.

But as she watched the snow fall in thick, swirling flakes beyond the enormous lobby windows, her nerves twisted into knots.

An hour passed. Her coffee was cold.

Lester had told her he and his sister were temporarily staying at a Sanford family- owned house, about a thirty-minute drive from here. So, factoring in the round trip, that should be an hour.

It was now an hour and fifteen minutes.

Sylvia cupped the cold mug, telling herself maybe the snowstorm was slowing them down.

Then it was two hours. Then three. Then four.

was still sitting there, hands

was blurred in darkness. The snow

you be needing a room tonight? Our business lounge is closing soon," the front desk

the

Open: 7am - 11pm.

So late already.

her body was so stiff the coffee

immediately handed her a towel.

looked at the brown stain on her coat, shook

it was never really hers

hotel, letting a handful of crisp, icy snowflakes melt on

pulled out her phone to call a cab,

a

for being

silhouette, but

Rupert.

that's how it

sides and tipped her head back, letting the snowflakes fall onto her

when the sting

fate was making it clear: no matter the past or the present, she and

Hospital Room.

hurried in, carrying a fresh set of clothes.

here's your change of clothes. I just spoke to the doctor-Ms. Sanford is out of

"Okay."

take the clothes, just stared out the window at the swirling snow, his

"Sir, do you want me to reach out to Ms. Lloyd and

Lloyd, something