Chapter 61 Peeping Thomas Dinner Was Finished

• The remnants of the dish were wiped from the plate. The candle was extinguished, giving off only a faint smell of smoke as it rose into the silent dining room.
• Quin retreated to her bedroom.
• The slam of the door marked the conclusion of the evening’s entertainment. She was standing in the middle of her own space, her sneaker-clad feet sinking into the thick carpet that had covered the floor ever since her childhood days. Her room was filled with the smell of old papers and dried lavender, the smells of her other self who resided within the four walls.