Chapter 223 Ch Rwl Hundred And Twenty Three

• Malcolm returned to his house at dawn after leaving Zoe's when the rain had stopped, and all that was left was a heavy morning mist through the empty silence of the street, as his mind floated with the thought of the state he had left her in.
• He could remember the vivid recollection of her pale, fevered face which had wet strands of her hair plastered all over when he saw her in the rain, and how she had broken down when she confessed amid her anger and exhaustion that she was about to give up everything.
• The sight of her had shaken him to his core and shattered his heart painfully, leaving him devoid of the excitement he had imagined if she truly confirmed that she was living there. She had looked so broken, and it broke him too.