Antonia’s face, already disfigured, was utterly destroyed by the acid, leaving no trace of the pride and glamour that once defined the Crawley heiress.

She seemed to have lost her grip on reality, screaming incessantly:

“Let me out, I’m not sick!”

“I’m going to expose Estelle, that wench! She harmed me, my whole family, and she’s a murderer!”

“She really is, you have to arrest her!”

But soon enough, the sedatives kicked in, and Antonia lay motionless on the bed, too weak to struggle or shout.

The head nurse approached with a deferential air, “Are you Ms. Sampson?”

Magdalen’s gaze was sharp, “Aren’t you tired of her ranting all day?”

The nurse frowned, “Whenever she’s awake, she’s like this.”

“Got any other tough cases in the hospital?” Magdalen inquired.

After a moment’s thought, the nurse replied, “Plenty. There’s one with severe aggression issues. Just a whisper in her ear and she lashes out. We had to isolate her in a room to herself.”

put her in a room with Antonia. Fight fire with

the arrangements,” the nurse

family’s downfall owed much to Antonia; now, it

Willowbrook Plaza.

when Gabriel returned and headed straight for

still asleep. Without a word, he dressed

require goodbyes. Every

his car, he received a text from Sylvia, [Will

replied, [Let’s not meet for a

simply texted

down his phone, sat silently for

tossed her phone aside and continued to sleep, exhaustion seeping into every

enjoying tea and a book in the living room. Seeing Gabriel, he chuckled, “What kind of friend

an old friend,” Gabriel

old friends takes time,” Old Mr.

coat and loosened his shirt collar, sitting down beside Old Mr. Jarvis to

a cup of tea for Gabriel, his eyes casually catching a scratch on the back of Gabriel’s neck, a telltale sign of a lover’s quarrel. He chuckled, “Seems your old friend has quite

Gabriel looked at him,

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