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.

have a bad

him, her mind slowly clearing

This was Southcreek Manor.

how had she ended up

the mattress, pushing herself

barely recall-she'd gone down to the river,

after that

cheek. "You were crying

Briony gazed at him.

in his young eyes was

in worry, there was something in the set of his

of Rosita, a wave

the covers, and swung her legs out of

over her; her

to stay

herself, Briony shuffled out of the master bedroom and made her

"Mommy!"

grabbing her hand. “Are you

him, pulling her hand free, her voice cold. "Irwin, don't call

Irwin froze.

spare him another glance

the ground floor, she nearly

with a steaming bowl

up at Irwin,

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