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.

again with the same result, Hertha started to 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 website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

felt off, and Hertha's

Thalassa had always been a homebody. Now, with no reason to visit the Royal Estates, where else could she go?

thought sent a shiver of fear through Hertha.

suddenly isn't, it's always a bad sign. Pacing anxiously at Thalassa's doorstep,

desperate moment, a name popped into her head. There was

to be set aside.

missing! I'm terrified she might do something stupid. I can't find

choked with tears. Thalassa was her best friend, her only true friend in this

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

Thalassa's beloved mother had passed away

taken away by the

all alone, with not a soul in the world to call her own, a thought that was

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