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


scaring her. After

to step out for

confused. Rupert was still lying in

are

something to drop

didn't elaborate, just walked

gently sat her down on the

breather? I'll make us

murmured, rubbing her temples, her mind a

noticed her tension. As he rummaged

tried to distract her.

it. Didn't

you wanted to


you do, you'll

can't mess with you

Sylvia stayed quiet.

back to school made her chest tighten, though she

there a sealed tin of Earl Grey here?

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

the seal looked the

s

tea shop, right? The limited release batch they sent this year. thought he liked to store his

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