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.

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

she

his reaction been so severe? Could it be he was also reborn? Did he know what would

On the plane, he didn’t even recognize Miranda. If he knew her fate, he’d surely help her. Dealing with Matthew would be a walk in the park for

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

the early morning, Orion approached room 303, ready to knock on

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

What?

and read the neat

say goodbye. I apologize if I said something last night that offended you. Mr. Lockwood, I hope you can overlook my thoughtless words. This fan, a charm I got yesterday, is both an apology and a thank

lay a beautifully embroidered hand fan with a conspicuous message stitched onto it: You will find your

material strained under

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