Chapter 388 Book 4 Mary's Confession

• She met my gaze for a second before turning and walking away without a backward glance. My lips quivered so I bit into my bottom lip, clenching my fists at my sides to hold myself together, to stop myself from screaming. An invisible hand squeezed my heart and my stomach felt light and empty. A familiar cold spread inside me as I drew blood from my lips to stop them from trembling.
• “I don’t think that’s Aunt Victoria,” Cedric said, a frown in his voice. My vision blurred and I stumbled. “Hey –“ He wrapped his hand around my waist before I hit the ground. “Are you crying?” He exclaimed.
• I was.