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.

turned on the guest bed at the Thompsons‘, restless and uneasy. She had thought that after a day full of

had she said

just because she had invited him to the engagement party? Why had his reaction been so severe? Could it

he knew her fate, he’d surely help her. Dealing with Matthew would be a walk in the park for him.

still couldn’t piece it together. Exhausted, she watched the early dawn light creep in and sat up, defeated. She needed to leave; staying here any longer would only muddle her thoughts

room 303, ready to knock

Ms. Nightshade has already left. She left behind a fan and

What?

and read

an urgent matter and couldn’t say goodbye. I apologize if I said something last night that offended you. Mr. Lockwood, I hope you can overlook my

the note lay a beautifully embroidered hand fan with a conspicuous message

so tightly the material strained under his grip, regret and

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