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.

had gone by, Sylvia was still sitting there, hands clasped around

The snow piled up under the streetlights looked almost magical, and

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

glancing at the sign

Open: 7am - 11pm.

So late already.

her feet, but her body was so stiff the coffee sloshed

immediately handed her a towel. "Here you go,

the brown stain on her coat, shook her head.

was never really hers

a handful of crisp, icy snowflakes melt on her

out her phone to call a cab, a Twitter notification

a man in a bathrobe

you for being

was just a silhouette, but Sylvia recognized him

Rupert.

that's how it

sides and tipped her head back,

and when the sting faded, a

no matter the past

Hospital Room.

in, carrying a fresh set of clothes. He

just spoke to the doctor-Ms. Sanford is

"Okay."

the window

do you want me to

Lloyd, something