Truth from the Grave

Cordelia let out a sarcastic laugh, raising a hand to cover her forehead as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Sorry... she isn't well; let's take a moment," Killian gently grasped Cordelia's hand and led her out of the room.

Once in a more open space, Killian spoke softly to comfort her. "Cora... this too shall pass."

"Orson—he deserves death..." Cordelia clung tightly to Killian's shirt, insisting