Chapter: 782

Ariana noticed something was amiss with Theodore, reminiscent of when he had experienced a relapse of his illness. Immediately, she grew anxious and held his hand firmly.

“What’s wrong? Theodore, are you okay?” she asked, her voice cutting through his daze and bringing him back to reality. He shook his head, managing to shake off the unsettling sensation.

She refrained from further inquiry, concerned that any word she uttered might be the catalyst for his impending nervous breakdown.

Earlier, Ariana had been drenched in sweat as she searched everywhere for Theodore. The dampness clung to her now, causing a slight chill, and the rain poured down with increased intensity.

Theodore removed his coat and draped it over her shoulders, his voice gentle as he said, “It is time for us to return home.”

With a nod, Ariana made her way towards the entrance of the cemetery, accompanied by Theodore.

car, Theodore engaged in a conversation with Horace near the vehicle. Their words were indistinct to Ariana’s ears. Seated inside the car, her attention was drawn to three black cars parked at

might once again be

not Mistlyn’s. Relief

car window. Ariana rolled it down and encountered Theodore, who remained stationary,

face as she asked, “Aren’t

softly, “I still have some matters to

that he needed to resolve the aftermath of the recent commotion, Ariana nodded in agreement. Additionally, remaining at this location for an

gaze upon Theodore, who grew more distant with each passing moment. She

He positioned

himself thrust into a diminutive, Lightless room. The

fathom Theodore’s intentions for confining him in this bleak

at having evaded the clutches of the police during the funeral. However, that sentiment was swiftly

underestimate Theodore’s madness and his capacity

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