Chapter 270

• The items that were both stolen and destroyed were the last things I had after my mother and you're the only connection I have to them now."
• I allow my voice to trail off, deliberately leaving out the fact that I still have my mother's personal journals. Caius' jaw moves ever so slightly, as he carefully considers my request. After a moment of hesitation, he releases a deep breath before leaning back into his chair.
• "Your mother was a sweet, young girl when she first started volunteering here at the Library. She was having a few… uhm… issues," he draws the words out as though he isn't sure how much he should reveal.