Chapter 222 Agatha Agrees To Come

• Lucy stepped lightly back into the bedroom, balancing two glasses of wine in her hands. The soft clink of the glasses against her rings was the only sound that disturbed the quiet of the room.
• Isaac was pacing near the window, his brow furrowed, his fingers twitching with restless energy. He turned abruptly as Lucy entered, his eyes locking onto her with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.
• “There you are,” Isaac said, his voice betraying the unease he was trying to mask. “Where did you go?”