Chapter 269
Audrey
“Edwin, I swear to the Goddess, if you tear those stitches again-
“I’m fine,” Edwin grunted as he lifted the heavy wooden sign over his head, his muscles straining with the effort. Sweat beaded at his temple despite the crisp autumn breeze, and through the bond, I could feel the throb of pain that he was clearly trying so hard to hide.
I crossed my arms, watching him warily from the sidewalk as he balanced on the ladder, looking way too confident for someone who had been stabbed less than two weeks ago.
“You were stabbed through the chest,” I reminded him pointedly. “Less than two weeks ago. There is nothing ‘fine‘ about this.”
“Audrey’s right,” Gavin called up from where he stood, holding the ladder steady. “I could’ve done this myself, you know.”
But Edwin, of course, just shook his head, that familiar stubborn set to his jaw as he focused on securing the new sign above Avis’s shop window. The fresh paint gleamed under the morning sun, the words Avis’s Tailoring standing out in elegant golden script.
“Seriously, I’m fine. This is the least I can do,” Edwin muttered, his breath hitching slightly as he tightened the last bracket. “And for what, exactly?” I asked, crossing my arms tighter as I glared up at him. “For nearly dying?”
He ignored me, his jaw clenching as he carefully descended the ladder. “After everything with Nightfall-”
“Which wasn’t your fault,” I interjected quickly, but Edwin kept his focus on the sign, as if finishing this one small task was somehow going to make up for the chaos that we had all endured.
Gavin and I exchanged glances as Edwin worked. He’d been blaming himself with the Nightfall situation–claiming that if he had just done something to stop Black from ruining the market’s natural balance in our territory, that Avis’s shop and so many others never would have suffered.
Of course, none of us believed that it was his fault. And even if we had somehow kept Nightfall from starting business here in Crescent, Black would have just gone elsewhere. The only way to handle that whole mess was to stop it at the root.
Which we had.
Atticus Black was dead. In the days that followed the disaster, his body–along with many of the others who had worked for him–had been uncovered from the rubble. No one mourned him, nor did they mourn that awful business of his, half of which had been swallowed up by a sinkhole.
happen. It was the only way to
between Edwin, Peter, Betty and
brought the place down. That somehow, I had tapped into some divine, ancient entity inside of me when I had screamed. It was as if, during the moments that I’d felt my mate’s life slipping away, all of the past incarnations of our souls had banded together and unleashed
earth.
though, was much more palatable for the public. And more palatable for my own peace of mind, if I
rolled my eyes so hard at my mate’s stubbornness that it almost hurt. “Fine. Tear your
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I cared, and he knew it. I could feel the flicker of amusement through our mate bond, a quiet chuckle echoing through our Mindlink, as I turned on my heel and headed inside the little
and alive with activity. Betty and Peter were bent over a mountain of fabric swatches to sort, Tina was helping my mother with cleaning the place, and Avis was processing a steadily growing stack of orders–which had been
for buying into fast fashion, and were making
corner, I spotted Eliza sitting in the plush armchair we had brought down from the apartment, Joseph curled up in her lap as she read
told him exactly what happened with the factory, of course. We’d just told him that no more kids would be getting hurt. But
made my way over to Avis, who didn’t look up from her paperwork as I approached. “Orders are up thirty percent from last month,” she
Tina declared as she rolled up a bolt of silk that had come undone. “Not
across the room. “Yeah, nothing says ‘soulless corporate nightmare‘ like
part, seemed too busy
but my mind wandered.. My eyes kept drifting toward the still–empty
windows filled with my designs. Every purchase would mean something more,
from home, until I saved up enough to buy a shop of my own. But that place would likely
nudged me in the ribs. “You’re doing it
vision dissolving as I snapped back
she said with a grin.
it off, but I could feel my cheeks warming under my
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