Hertha was scrolling through her news feed when her jaw nearly hit the floor. Without wasting a second, she scrambled for Thalassa's number and called her up, ready to give Lysander a piece of her mind. Just a few days ago, Thalassa had been telling her how Lysander had called off his engagement with Rosalind, and how it wasn't Lysander who had kicked Thalassa out of the Royal Estates. The misunderstanding was cleared, and Lysander even confessed his feelings to Thalassa.

And now, Lysander was announcing his engagement to Rosalind?

Was he just playing games with Thalassa?

Men are dogs. Not a decent one in the bunch!

Hertha, panicking, tried calling Thalassa, only to find her phone was turned off.

That couldn't be right; Thalassa never turns off her phone.

worry. She drove over to Thalassa's place and rang the doorbell for what felt like an eternity, but no one answered. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet

and

from her visits to the Royal Estates to take care of Lysander, Thalassa had always been a homebody. Now, with no reason to

sent a shiver of fear through Hertha. She kept ringing the

sign. Pacing anxiously at Thalassa's doorstep, Hertha was at a loss for what to do next or who to turn to for

a name popped into her head.

be set aside. Finding Thalassa was all

ask what was wrong, she blurted out, "Thalassa's gone missing! I'm

Hertha's voice was choked with tears. Thalassa was her best friend, her only true

Now in her thirties, even though she had reconciled with her

had passed away

treasures had been taken away by the Sinclair

the world to call her own, a

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