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Chapter 202

Upon returning to the mansion, Bernard and others were met with darkness. The living room was illuminated only by the flickering glow of candles.

Douglas was on the phone.

“What happened?” Bernard asked.

“The electric transformer is out. I’m getting it fixed,” Douglas replied, surprised by their early return. His gaze fell on Hera, who was cradled in Bernard’s arms.

Samantha started to offer them a place to stay, but Bernard was already turning to leave.

“No need, we’re going home,” he said firmly.

Hera’s unusual state. Normally radiant and aloof, she now seemed small and fragile as she clung to Bernard’s back. He pushed aside the troubling questions, quickly gathering Tiramisu and snuffing out the candles before heading to the

settled Hera into

canvas of pallor, her eyes vacant–a stark

attendant for a first aid kit, his deft fingers tending to the

hungry? Would you like something to eat?” he asked, wiping

shook her head numbly.

him. “Then

to fetch her a glass of water, her slender fingers curled around his wrist. “Don’t leave me…” Her voice was a mere breath,

heart melted. “I won’t

the gnawing pangs of hunger roused Hera from her

draped possessively across her waist and the other cradling

blank. What had happened last

inspection confirmed their clothes were still intact, much to her relief. Gradually, fragments of the previous night’s events returned–her

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