Chapter 83

Maeve’s POV

I felt like a hollowed-out shell as I stood by the bed, shoving clothes into a suitcase with a mechanical numbness.

My chest was tight, a dull ache throbbing behind my ribs where my heart used to be.

"You’re doing that thing where you overthink until your brow hitches," Aunt Clara said, leaning against the doorframe.

She looked paler than usual, but she was wearing a brave smile.

"I sh