CHAPTER THIRTYSOPHIEThe house was quiet. I slowly walked down the stairs, still thinking about the fire from last night. The smell of smoke hadn’t left my mind, and neither had the way Dominic stood there silently as he watched it all burn to the ground.When I stepped into the dining room, I stopped. He was there, sitting calmly with a cup of tea in his hand like it was just another normal morning.I swallowed hard and blinked. “I thought you’d be at work.”He looked up at me with an unreadable on his face. “I’m not.”That was all. No further explanation and tone. I slowly took a seat. The maid appeared and set a plate in front of me, scrambled eggs, toast, some fruit on the side. I mumbled a thanks, more out of habit than anything else then we ate in silence.Dominic didn’t seem angry, but there was something bubbling just beneath the surface. I couldn’t tell what. He looked… calm but it was the kind of calm that made me more nervous than if he had been yelling.I pushed a piece
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