Chapter 43 The Explanation

• I sat in the dim light of the drawing room, the quiet ticking of the clock the only sound that dared break the silence. Holvaster’s face was grave as he settled into the armchair across from me. I had sensed something in the air, a heaviness I couldn’t quite name, but now, as he cleared his throat, the truth began to unravel in a way that I never expected.
• “Nadia,” Holvaster began, his tone measured and regretful, “there’s something I need to tell you. Something from my past that I’ve kept hidden for too long.”
• I leaned forward, anxiety mingling with a cautious curiosity. “What is it?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.