In a daze, Sylvia suddenly noticed a napkin appear in front of her.

She was about to refuse, but then a tear rolled down her hand.

"Thanks," she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"He's alright. Let's head out," Chris reassured her.

Sylvia nodded, quickly turning away and dabbing her cheeks as she hurried out of the bedroom.

Orson followed them out too.

He looked a little pale, but he kept his composure, the mark of a true professional.

He stepped up to Sylvia and said apologetically, "Ms. Lloyd, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lost my cool."

Sylvia shook her head and asked, "Have I always had people like that around me?"

"Yeah," Orson explained. "It's easy to get in, hard to get out. In this world, only the dead stop being a threat."

Sylvia's face went white.

She'd thought if she just stayed away from Rupert, everything would finally calm down.

Turns out her life was worth way more than she'd ever imagined—almost laughable, if it didn't feel so cruel. They'd scorn her one minute, then pay big money to get rid of her the next.

room went


nudged Orson, trying to lighten the mood. "Alright, man, stop scaring her.

watch, and said, "I need to step out

confused. Rupert was still lying in bed; Orson would never just

where are you

to

just walked right out

and Chris gently sat her

you take a breather? I'll make us

murmured, rubbing her

tension. As he rummaged

tried to distract her.

it. Didn't Mr.

wanted to go back


you do, you'll

can't mess with you there

Sylvia stayed quiet.

school made her chest tighten, though she couldn't say

"Huh. Why is there a sealed tin of Earl Grey

look. When she saw the tea tin in Chris's hand, ske remembered the stash of identical tins she kept in

the seal

s

label. “This is from that fancy tea shop, right? The limited release batch they sent this year. thought he liked to store his teajthose old ceramte

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