Alexander sat there staring at Chloe. He knew she had seen everything at the nursing home, and that she had heard it all as well.

*What would she think? Would she also believe he was a murderer? Or perhaps... feel that he had orchestrated every last

Sebastian sat right there, cradling a white cat in his arms, his grooming movements gentle and his expression warm. The descending light cast a jade-like halo over him, causing one to subconsciously lighten their steps so as not to disturb him.

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In the quiet hours of the early morning, the entire house was still except for Chloe Sweetie down on the lower floor, jumping rhythmically between the sofa and the dining table like a wild partygoer.

The master bedroom door on the second floor pushed open no