Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 483

Rupert said flatly, "It's nothing."

...

By the time Sylvia got home, she was completely drained. She collapsed onto the couch, barely able to move, when Ms. Ward knocked on the door.

When Sylvia opened up, Ms. Ward walked in holding a steaming pot.

"Heard you come in, hon. I made you some bread pudding-your favorite, isn't it?"

Sylvia eyed Ms. Ward suspiciously. "How do you know that's my favorite?"

Ms. Ward froze for a second, then burst out laughing. "You told me last time you had a little too much wine. Lucky I remembered!"

Sylvia didn't think much of it. She was hungry anyway, rubbing her belly.

"I'll grab some bowls."

A few moments later, they each had a big bowl, eating until they felt warm and cozy all over.

Sylvia got up and brought out the rest of the wine she had stashed away.

Ms. Ward looked surprised. "Bread pudding and now more wine? You sure?"

Sylvia smiled as she poured. "Just a little to help me sleep. Long day. I want to turn in early."

"One glass, then."

"Deal."

knew it, they'd finished off

her bedroom and flopped onto her bed. As she glanced up, she noticed the nightstand was already crowded with

sleep anymore-only alcohol could numb her

chuckled dryly and closed

no idea how much time passed, but in a foggy haze, she

her eyes, she realized she was being

tattoos, even strange symbols

tried to fight back, but she'd drunk too much-her limbs were

but

hadn't noticed she

He took her hand

stove's knob carefully leaving her fingerprints on the

he hauled her

slits as the man tipped over the

a folded piece of paper on

squinted hard to read

A suicide note.

realized what he was

stayed perfectly still, waiting for

finally finished staging the scene and left, Sylvia snapped her

whole body was starting

struggled to move, but

at the empty bottles on

thought of Ms.