Chapter 81

The door creaked open, and the sound of boots hit the hardwood. I lifted my head from the pillow just in time to see him step into the room, arms overloaded with bags, half a dozen at least, dangling from both hands like he’d raided an entire shop. But it wasn’t the bags that made my breath catch. It was him. The mask was still on, the same one I’d pressed into his hands hours ago. Matte black, sh