Chapter 239: Full Moon

Tessa

Roderick was sitting alone in his study when we found him. His shoulders were hunched, his face drawn and pale in the low light. He looked up as we entered, and even in the dimness, I could see that his eyes were red-rimmed and swollen.

“She’s gone,” he said simply.

Despite having seen the coroner’s van, hearing the words still felt like a punch to the gut.

“Roderick, I’m so sorry,” I said,