CHAPTER 124

Kylo’s pov

Sitting by my desk, I held tightly the glass of whiskey that stared blankly at me. The room was silent – it was a strange thing – and the solitude gnawed at me, no matter how hard I tried to overlook it.

I had attempted to go back to doing what I knew best; pretending Varya’s sudden disappearance did not tear me apart inside but it was worthless. Without her, the house felt more barren, and each moment dragged her absence deeper into my heart's performance.

But this wasn’t just about missing her. Something didn’t sit right with me—Varya wouldn’t have just disappeared. Not without saying goodbye to me, or at the very least, to my grandfather.

He adored her like his own daughter, and she respected him deeply. She would have seen him one last time.

I sat back in my chair and wiped my face with my palm. I started to think about the first time Varya had told me about her ex-fiance, Theo.

I didn’t pay much attention to him at the time, figuring he was just a part of her past, not