Chapter 95

Briony had a dream.

In it, she was sharing a holiday dinner with her mother.

Her mother smiled and praised her cooking.

Briony laughed, but tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Mom..."

Sprawled across the big bed, Briony's brow furrowed as her tears soaked the pillow beneath her.

She murmured restlessly, clutching the front of her nightshirt in pain, her suffering almost unbearable.

In her dream, her mother said she was tired, and from now on, Briony would have to walk her own path alone.

Briony begged her not to leave, but her mother only faded away into the mist that drifted across the river. No matter how desperately Briony called, she never appeared again.

"Mom!"

Briony jolted awake.

For a moment, as she stared up at the familiar ceiling, the world felt strange and distant.

"Mommy!"

At the foot of the bed, Irwin abandoned his toys and scrambled over to her side.

you have a bad dream,

mind

This was Southcreek Manor.

had she ended up

the mattress, pushing herself

down to the

after that was

you crying?" Irwin reached up and touched her damp cheek. "You were

Briony gazed at him.

concern in his young eyes was genuine, impossible

he frowned in worry, there was something in the set of his brows that reminded her

a wave

the covers, and swung her legs out

dizziness washed over her; her body felt

to

herself, Briony shuffled out of the master

"Mommy!"

her, grabbing her hand. “Are

at him, pulling her hand free, her voice cold. "Irwin,

Irwin froze.

another glance and

as she reached the ground floor, she

emerging from the kitchen with a steaming bowl of plain

Irwin, who

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