CelesteThe mansion felt even colder after the warmth of the resort, if that was possible. We'd returned two days ago, and I'd barely seen Killian except for brief moments when he passed through rooms like a ghost, always on his phone, always somewhere else even when he was standing right in front of me.I wandered the vast, empty halls feeling like a character in a Gothic novel—the unwanted wife rattling around in her husband's castle, trying to find purpose in a life that didn't need her.It was the kitchen that saved my sanity. Unlike the rest of the mansion with its sterile perfection, the kitchen actually felt lived-in. I discovered the herbs on my third day of aimless wandering. Basil, rosemary, thyme, all carefully tended despite the fact that I'd never seen Killian eat anything more complicated than takeout from whatever expensive restaurant Nora ordered from."Mr. Hart's mother planted those," a voice said behind me, making me jump.I turned to find an older woman in a simple
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