Chapter 65 - Sixty Five

Chapter 65: Chapter Sixty Five

The moment the carriage stopped, Eric didn’t wait for Mr. Rye to open the door. He threw it open himself and raced out towards the inn, his heart pounding with a singular, desperate purpose: find Delia.

Just as he left the shelter of the carriage, the heavens opened up. The rain started, not as a gentle drizzle, but as a sudden, violent downpour that instantly soaked his coat and plastered his hair to his head. He was just a few feet from the warm, dry light of the inn’s entrance, but he couldn’t move. He froze, his feet suddenly as heavy as lead.

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