Chapter 67 Sixty-seven
- “Grace," Alessia called out, her voice breaking the silence that had enveloped the entire place. "Was that Dante?”
- Grace froze in place, her eyes widening in shock. "What are you doing outside by this time, Ali?” She stuttered, her lips trembling.
- Alessia’s gaze never wavered. “I couldn't sleep, so I came out for some fresh air," she said, her tone calm yet firm. "Was that Dante?”