Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 32

At that moment, she looked at him. Her eyes were large and bright, yet imbued with a deep sadness. She quickly lowered her gaze.

It was such a simple gesture, but on his way back home, Finnian couldn't stop replaying that scene in his mind, like a song stuck on repeat.

He closed his eyes, trying to push away the jumble of thoughts that had taken over his mind. Just then, his phone rang. He answered it with a curt, "What's up?"

"Finn," came Liliana's soft voice. "Do you have time this evening? Let's have dinner together."

"I'll pass. I'm not hungry," Finnian replied, his voice distant.

I really want to see you," Liliana pleaded

tone

work, but his stomach growled, reminding him that he'd barely eaten

Friday. Amara usually brought him a pot of clam chowder or a hearty beef stew on Fridays. He could almost taste the rich flavors in his memory, which only added to his growing frustration

estate office, clutching a set of

she and Finnian weren't officially divorced yet, making

bit of a trek from the film set, so she quickly rented a fully furnished apartment nearby. She could just move in

out and signing the electronic lease, she tidied up a bit before heading

an unsettling feeling like someone was following her. It was

and lax security. As dusk fell, a chill ran

her pace. When she sped up, so did they. When she slowed

floor. The stairwell was narrow, and the landlord had mentioned the apartment across from