Chapter 2052

After Cecilia left the detention wing, Norman fell into step just behind her, his briefcase clutched like a shield.

"Could you draft a settlement agreement? I want the court to consider a light sentence for Scorpius."

"Of course," Norman replied with a single, solemn nod.

They slid into the back seat of the sedan, doors thudding shut against the gray afternoon.

Cecilia leaned back, eyelids sliding down as fatigue pooled behind her eyes and darkness swirled, merciful and silent.

Time blurred until her phone shrilled. She jerked awake, glanced at the screen, and saw it was the director of the psychiatric hospital calling.

"Hello? What is it?"

"Ms. Smith, the patient named Stella Ross insists on seeing you. How would you like us to proceed?"

Cecilia's lips curved, the smile cold enough to frost glass.

"Still pretending she's unstable, is she?"

"She seems far more lucid now-probably dropped the act," the director answered.

"Understood."

She had assumed Stella could keep the charade alive indefinitely. Apparently, the walls of a psychiatric ward were rougher than the fantasy she'd woven for herself.

"Driver, to the


eye and take the measure of

meant little to

had not forgotten

reckoning.

the air smelled

bandages and bruises mottling every inch of exposed skin. The director and a nurse stood guard, wary

Stella asked, voice shaking so hard each syllable barely survived the

"Ms.

ward like a pebble tossed into still

the reverence in that single title, and jealousy flared so hot it scorched her

thin bitter laugh.

thriving now,

muttered. s


buy you time, a quiet hideaway. Instead, every hour in

nurse and spoke

never once seemed like a

hurried up the corridor. "Director-Ms.

"Understood."

his coat, the director strode off to greet

a friend of

the

rushed to the sleek sedan

stepped out, business heels clicking on the concrete.

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