Chapter 170 Shattered Peace

• Agnes
• Back at the villa later that night, the double doors leading to our balcony stood open, letting in the cool night air and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore. The storm had passed, leaving behind a clear sky sprinkled with stars. Thea had long since gone to bed after a crash following her ice-cream-induced sugar high. Apparently, she had had a blast with the babysitter. All was well.
• But I kept staring at that strange burn mark on Elijah’s neck, and I couldn’t shake the strange feeling that had come over me.