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CHAPTER 68: THE BOX

Author: Jude Vincent
last update publish date: 2026-11-04 07:57:46

We left the cottage within the hour.

Damien did not say much. He only said, "I would like to go home," in a quiet, flat voice, and then he started folding the yellow quilt with great care, as if it were the most important job in the world. I packed the bags. Grant, who had not even taken off his coat, carried them to the car without being asked.

I looked back once from the doorway. The great window was still open. The curtains moved in the wind. The sea rolled and rolled beyond it, gray and end
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