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Or would he denounce both of us completely, leaving us to rot in a cell?
The very thought madesick.
But with that sickness ca new wave of something far stronger: hope.
“You won't findguilty,” I said, straightening. | refused to show the pain on my face even though it felt like |
was being stabbed over and over again directly in my heart. And to think that | had just been considering telling
him that I loved him... | shoved that notion down for now, not wanting to dwell on it
for too long.
“Perhaps not.” Alexander's face softened somewhat, and for the briefest second, it almost seemed like he might
reach out to touch me. And, Goddess, | wanted him to.
Any ounce of affection-anything-to prove that, despite all of this, he still cared forin scapacity
... I needed that right now.
But it never came. Alexander's hand twitched at his side, but then he clasped both behind his back and took a
step away fromas if physically restraining himself.
“I'm sorry, Ella. I don’t want to do this.” He began to turn. “But | need to look into the matter myself before
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| can trust you again.”
“And you will,” | called after him. “You will trust me. Because | never signed any contract with my father,
let alone that one.”
Alexander paused momentarily, his hand lingering on the doorknob. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the
hard line of his jaw as his head faintly turned in my direction. Green eyes flicked to the gender reveal cake still
sitting untouched on the dining room table, but only for a second.
“I hope you're right,” was all he said before stepping out of the room.
A moment later, two Ashclaw guards cto escortto my room. “Don’t touch me,” | snapped, slapping their
hands away as they reached for my arms. | lifted my chin. “I'll go willingly.”
The guards exchanged somewhat guilty looks before stepping aside to letpass. Leaving the cake on the
table, | held my head high and picked up my skirt, making my way upstairs to my room.
Once | was inside, the guards took my phone away and shut the door. | heard the lock click from the other side.
And then | was completely alone.
Only then did | allow a single tear to fall.
Just one.
I quickly wiped it away, though, refusing to let my sadness linger. No. Alexander would soon realize that
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that contract was bullshit-my father or someone else had likely forged it to frme-and he would
return to apologize.
For the rest of the night, | held onto that hope. Alexander didn’t cto seeall night, only sending a servant
who wasn't Lilith to check onand bringdinner. | was lonely, but I still refused to let despair take over me.
Cmorning, | had somehow managed to sleep for a few hours.
| woke to the sound of someone knocking on my door and sat up abruptly, heart leaping. “Cin,” | called out,
frantically smoothing down my sleep-mussed hair and tugging on my robe over my
nightgown.
The doorknob turned, and the door creaked open. | managed a smile, hoping desperately that it was Alexander
coming to apologize and admit that | was right.
But it wasn’t Alexander. It was the sservant who had broughtdinner last night.
“Breakfast for you, Luna,” she said, curtsying as she set a tray of tea and toast down on the table. Today's
newspaper was folded up neatly on the tray as well.
| suppressed a sigh and thanked the maid, dismissing her. Once she was gone, | plopped down into a chair at the
table and took a sip of tea, then a bite of toast to quell the anxiety-driven morning sickness that was beginning
to wash over me.
That was when | noticed the headline at the top of the newspaper.
“BREAKING NEWS: STORMHOLLOW MANSION DESTROYED IN OVERNIGHT FIRE”
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