Chapter 258
- Proserpina
- I stood staring after Lucien as the cars pulled away from the drive that afternoon. it was warm but a chill was setting in. I knew winter was approaching. Somehow, my heart felt leaden. I had not wanted to let him go and had clung to him, silently, trying not to cry.
- Finally, his face in my hair, he had said in a tormented growl.