Chapter 0366


    Abby


    I step out of Marcus’ car and take a moment to take in the mansion that stands in front of me.


    I still can’t believe that I used to call this ce home. Hell, I designed almost all of it myself; the


    gardens, the fountain on the front walkway, the color of the shutters. They’re a soft sage green, a nice


    contrast from the red bricks. There’s ivy growing up the front, which is new. I like it.


    Grabbing my bag, I follow Marcus up the front path and inside.


    “Here we are,” Marcus says as he opens the door for me. “I have to attend a meeting, but make


    yourself at home.”


    I nod and watch Marcus leave, then make my way toward the stairs. But as I pass by the dining room,


    my eyes widen in surprise.


    Spread out on the dining table is an array of my favorite foods. My stomach rumbles at the sight of all


    the delicious dishes. It’s clear that someone has gone to great lengths to make me feel wee.


    As I look at the array, I start to wonder where Karl is. Surely he’ll share a meal with me. I scan the room


    for any sign of him, but the ce seems empty except for a middle-aged woman I’ve never seen


    before. She approaches me with a warm smile.


    “You must be Abby,” she says, extending her hand. “I’m Sarah. Karl is in a meeting right now, but he


    wanted you to enjoy the food. He’ll be here as soon as he can.”


    I shake her hand and offer a polite smile. This must be the woman Karl hired as his campaign


    manager. She seems nice. “Nice to meet you, Sarah. Thank you for the wee. The food looks


    amazing.”


    Sarah nods. “It’s our pleasure. Please, have a seat and help yourself. Karl left specific instructions to


    make sure you’re well taken care of.”


    I take a seat at the table, feeling a bit awkward sitting here all alone.


    The spread of food is tempting, though, and I decide to start with a small serving of my favorite dish. It’s


    just as delicious as I remember, and instantly transports me back to a time when Karl used to surprise


    me with this sort of thing all of the time.


    For a while, I just sit there, savoring the food. Karl is still nowhere to be found, but I don’t mind the


    silence. It’s a wee reprieve after the days of chaos at my apartment, and I almost forgot how nice it


    was to hear the sounds of the birds outside rather than car horns and police sirens.


    When I finish my meal, I decide to take my te to clean it myself. I enter the spacious kitchen, which


    is well-lit and impably clean.


    In fact, I’m just thinking to myself that I’ll have to cook a mealter myself as I’m rinsing my dish, when


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    a woman’s voice startles me.


    “Oh, let me take that for you, dear,” she says. I turn to see Alice, the housekeeper, bustling toward me.


    I chuckle softly. “Hey, Alice,” I say. “Don’t worry about it. I can wash it myself.”


    Alice gives me a warm smile. “Nonsense, Luna. I won’t allow you to wash your own dishes.”


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    Alice shakes her head. “No, he hasn’t breathed a word. But there have been rumors, so I assumed…”


    I quirk an eyebrow. “Rumors? What kind of rumors?”