Chapter 60 Nuella His Peace
- Devine sat in the dimly lit basement, his body slouched in the heavy leather chair, the dim golden bulb overhead casting long shadows across his face. The silence around him was thick, broken only by the low hum of the furnace hidden deep inside the walls. But inside him, it wasn’t silent at all.
- His mind was a battlefield.
- And all he could see… all he could feel… was her.