Beneath His Cold Vows のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Edward’s POV The applause faded unevenly, tapering off as if the room couldn’t decide whether to stop. Lucy dipped her head one last time while Carrington brushed a practiced kiss near her cheek. Vivienne pulled her close, wearing the sort of smile she saved for cameras. Flashes burst across the st

Alicia's POV I moved down the terrace steps with my head low. Harrison's voice still echoed somewhere behind me. Edward caught in that sound, pulled away before I could reach him. The night air touched my face, soft at first, then bit down sharply. I didn't pull away. I needed something that felt

I was already moving. Corridor widened. Gallery entrance ahead. Ceiling higher, ambient light brighter. Music floated out. Violins threading a slow, elegant piece. Felt obscene. Wrong. Voices swelled. Laughter, clinking silverware, murmurs. Too many people, too much noise. I pushed through the ar

Someone else appeared in my blurred line of sight, a woman with dark hair pinned back, wearing a museum badge. “Is she conscious?” she asked. “Barely,” the man carrying me said. “Call the ambulance. Now.” “I did. They’re close,” the woman said quickly. Her hand went to my forehead, cool, tremblin

Edward's POV The door clicked shut behind me. I leaned against it, chest tight, fingers digging into the bridge of my nose. The frame wound cold into my spine. It was the only thing holding me together. I had just been beside her. Watched the blood drain from her face. Watched her hand pull away f