Chapter 118

• Victor's POV
• I stood in the shadows, watching Eden's mansion loom before me. I had been here before, under the cover of darkness, searching for answers about Marcel's fate. I had found his grave, or at least, the spot where he was supposed to be buried. But what I had seen that night had left me with more questions than answers.
• The grave had been empty, with no sign of decay or disturbance. It was as if no one had ever been buried there. I had wondered if Marcel had faked his own death, if he was still out there, watching and waiting.