Chapter 70 A Shattered Heart

• As Sebastian and I made our way back to the safehouse, the effects of the masquerade left me with a cold, jagged sensation in my chest. We were surrounded by shadows, but the silence that had formed between us was paler. Since we left, Sebastian's jaw was clenched and his eyes were fixed on the road ahead. I couldn't shake the persistent feeling that he had changed.
• I continued to keep an eye out of the corner of my eye on him as I entered the room after unlocking the door when we got there. He gave off the impression that he was carrying the weight of the world—or perhaps the weight of something that he was desperately trying to conceal.
• I finally had enough of the silence. Sebastian,” I began, barely raising my voice. How is everything going?”