Death Will Be A Relief

She could feel Jace's gaze locked on her with such intensity that got her worried. It was as if he was trying to decipher her every thought. She wasn't sure what to make of it. 

Caden's brows lifted in surprise, but there was no judgment in his expression, just genuine curiosity. "So, you think he might have locked you in there intentionally?" he probed, although his voice had a cautious edge to it as is he didn't want to offend Grace.  

"It's a possibility," Grace said slowly. "Rufus can be very spiteful, especially when he feels…  slighted, which I've kind of been subjecting him to…  since we met again in the city. I don't have proof, but I can't shake the feeling that it wasn't an accident."

Rose exchanged a glance with Caden, her brow furrowing in concern. "That sounds awful, dear. No one should have to deal with someone like that," she said gently. "But if he was bothering you all these while, why didn't you speak up?"