Chapter 13

“Maybe she decided to do some work,” Theo suggested.

Quin didn’t think so, but he checked the study anyway. He checked the entire house. There wasn’t a sign of her anywhere to be found, but he did discover a note resting atop his pillow when he returned despondent to the bedroom, as if in hopes she would miraculously be there.

His throat tightened as he unfolded the single sheet of paper. Notes were never good.

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Dreams are always best when they come true. Treasure each other. Don’t worry about me. I’ll come for my things eventually.

—A

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“What does it say?” Theo hovered at his shoulder, brows drawn together. It took Quin a moment to realize that he couldn’t read it. He might understand English from being aware of his surroundings, but he wouldn’t be able to read anything but Latin until Quin taught him otherwise.

“She left.” Saying the words out loud didn’t make them any easier to believe. “I don’t think she’s coming back.”