Chapter 140 No Safe Haven
- [ELARA]
- The next evening, Edith ties the final lace at my waist, and I stare at the hearth.
- They’ve replaced the bedding. Swept up the glass. Mended the furniture as though the night before was only a bad dream, easily erased with stitching and polish. But I can still feel the tear in the air, the place where something wicked stepped through and reached for me with clawed fingers.