Chapter 238

Third Person's POV

Bennett turned with a faint smile toward Vespera, whose body had gone completely rigid-her face as pale as the black-and-white portrait of her mother.

"Miss Vespera," he said softly,

"is that truly how things were?"

From the instant the photograph had been carried in, a terrible premonition had already taken root in her chest. Now her entire body trembled.

Ever since she had see