CHAPTER 063: The Dress Fitting

Desiree's POV

True to her word, Mabel sent me an invitation to her wedding dress fitting. Time, date, and location were all neatly typed out in an email. Against my better judgment, I’ve decided to go. Maybe, just maybe, we can act like a normal family for once.

I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, still debating my decision. Mabel and I have never exactly been close. Sure, we’re family, but that doesn’t always mean you get along. But today, I'm giving it a shot—for once, I’ll try.

"Caspian," I call out, rummaging through the medicine cabinet, "have you seen my pills?"

"Your pills?" he asks from the bedroom, his voice sounding way too innocent.

"Yeah, it’s almost 8 a.m., and I usually take them by now," I reply, feeling a slight panic rise.

There’s a long pause before Caspian finally responds, "I think I saw them in the drawer of the nightstand."

The nightstand? That's odd. I don’t remember putting them there. Did I move them and forget? Maybe I’m just being paranoid. Can the hor