Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

As Rupert held her hand, his grip tightened, just a bit.

But when she finished her last sentence, all the strength suddenly left him, and they let go of each other.

He didn't look at Sylvia-his profile was shadowed with something heavy and unspoken.

Not a word passed between them as Sylvia walked away.

She stepped outside, took a few deep breaths, and turned back for a glance.

By then, Rupert had already disappeared into the ballroom.

He flashed a faint smile as he caught sight of Reese's beaming face.

Sylvia tilted her head up to the sun, but her cheeks were damp and cold.

One last time.

Really, the last time.

By the time Lester came out, Sylvia had already touched up her makeup. She pressed her lips together, hesitating. "So, about your dad..."

Lester laughed. "You don't have to be so nervous. My dad's always been pretty open-minded. He told me ages ago he'd never meddle with my relationships. He and my mom fell for each other on their own terms, and after she passed, it took him a long time to move on. I think that's why he really gets how important love is."

"So, what did he want to talk about?"

"He just asked about you, wanted to know what I think. He said he'll respect my decisions, but hopes I'll be careful-he wants me to think about what the future might look like."

Scott would say honest, a little worried, but never overbearing. He hadn't criticized Sylvia or tried to interfere; he just wanted

finally felt

grinned. "Hey, why the tears? Gonna miss

overthink it, but also worried Reese

a total

get the hint

on, I'll

"Okay."

She followed him out.

guests

ornate chandelier, commanding attention without even

He looked different now-still

was a

People kept their distance,

doors as Sylvia and Lester left together, his mind circling back to what

that little girl had also died eight

It felt too real.

in his sleep, he could almost feel

Rupert," Kay chirped,

hile

to take care of our Reese from now on."

nothing, his silence pressing

“Ms. Winslet

Rupert out of his daze. He glanced at the lavish ballroom, at his stubborn,