Chapter 22
Author: Emerald
last update2026-04-15 20:49:38

Benjamin couldn't keep still.

He moved back and forth across the room in a tight, restless loop, his footsteps heavy and uneven, his hands finding his face and then dropping again, over and over, like a man trying to physically shake loose a thought that refused to leave him.

Lydia watched him from across the room with her arms folded, her expression caught somewhere between irritation and forced composure.

“Benjamin,” she said. “Stop. You're going to wear a hole in the floor.”

“I can't,”he mut
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