Chapter 42 Not A Mere Coincidence

• Gerard, still haunted by the echoes of Ivy's melody, found himself pacing restlessly in his room. The familiar tune lingered in the air, replaying the cherished moments he once had with Ivy. He reached for a bottle of whiskey, poured a generous amount into a glass, and took a long sip. The alcohol offered a temporary escape, but his mind remained entangled in a web of confusion.
• As he stared out the window, lost in thought, Maria approached hesitantly. She could sense the turmoil within Gerard and chose her words carefully.
• "Mr. Huxley, is everything all right?" Maria asked with genuine concern.