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Chapter 64: Slow Mornings

Author: Avvi Keller
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-30 18:15:34

The morning light filtered through the curtains, too bright and too cruel for someone like me. I groaned softly as I woke up on the couch in one of the guest rooms, my neck stiff and my body aching from the awkward position I had slept in. I had no courage to see Regan last night.

A soft knock pulled me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I managed, my voice hoarse.

The door creaked open to reveal Susan, one of the maids.

“Good morning, Miss”

I sat up slowly, running a hand through my tangled hair. “Morning, Susan.”

“There’s someone looking for you. One of Mr. Regan’s business associates”

“Tell them I’ll contact them later”

Susan nodded, stepping back toward the door. “Very well, Miss.”

Just as she reached for the handle, I stopped her. “Susan,” I called softly, my throat dry. “Where’s Regan?”

Her pause was telling. “Sir Regan left early this morning. He didn’t say where he was going.”

Of course, he did.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, nodding stiffly. “Thank you, Susan.”

She lingered f
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