in her heart. She was a prisoner again, but this time, the walls were her own, and the jailer was the

tile territory. She could hear the muffled whispe

pushed her,"

t there was something off about her. Mr. Hayes and Mrs

housekeeper scurried away, refusing to meet her eyes. Liam's parents stopped by that afternoon. They greeted her with frigid politeness, their face

n and constant. He didn't speak to h

oom," he'd snap. "Your pr

alk to Noah. You'll

ove he had once professed was so completely gone, it felt like it had never existed at al

anding in the kitchen, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. The edges of her vision turned dark, the sounds of the h