The Lies Behind Silence and Darkness
“To what do we owe this… vivid interruption?”
Norielle simpered, playing the gracious visitor. “I simply had to see how dear Story was settling in. We’ve beensoworried. It’s such a unique… situation.” She drifted over to Story, lowering her voice in a stage whisper that carried perfectly. “How do you manage, darling? Day in, day out, with a man who can’t evenseeyou? It must be like being a ghost.”
Story stood perfectly still, her face a placid mask. She had endured worse from Norielle in closer quarters. Here, she had distance, and stone walls.