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."

they'd

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

help her sleep anymore-only alcohol could

dryly and

passed, but in a foggy haze,

her eyes, she realized she was being dragged

window, she saw a man behind her a big guy, covered in tattoos, even strange symbols inked near his eyes. He looked dangerous, not

back, but she'd drunk too much-her limbs

but

hadn't noticed she

He took her

knob carefully leaving her fingerprints

hauled her back to the

shut, watching through narrow slits as the man tipped over the empty wine bottles, scattering them around her on the

folded piece of paper on

read

A suicide note.

heart raced as she realized what he was doing-setting her

perfectly still, waiting

the scene and left,

whole body was starting to

but her

at the empty

thought of Ms.