Chapter 59

The darkness in the bedroom cloaked Orion’s face, twisting his chilled smile into something more haunting than tears. Orion’s grip tightened, shattering an old photo frame that hung on the wall.

Illusions, no matter how long they linger, eventually shatter–they never morph into reality.

“Xan, what’s wrong with Uncle Orion?” Sebastian asked Xanthea cautiously a

after a long silence.

Though he didn’t fully grasp the situation, he could clearly sense that his uncle was deeply distressed, as though he had suffered a tremendous blow.

Xanthea shook her head, her thoughts murky.

after a day full of activities, sleep would claim her the moment her

she

Could it be he was also reborn? Did he

plane, he didn’t even recognize Miranda. If he knew her fate, he’d surely help her. Dealing with Matthew

the moming, Xanthea still couldn’t piece it together. Exhausted, she watched the early dawn light creep in and sat up,

early morning, Orion approached room

Nightshade has already left. She left

What?

the note and read

night that offended you. Mr. Lockwood, I hope you can overlook my thoughtless words. This fan, a charm I got

embroidered hand fan with a conspicuous

fan so tightly the material strained under his grip, regret and despair rose

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