Chapter 25
Caroline's POV “Caroline…” Cerene’s voice came out weak and trembling, barely above a whisper. She lifted her head again, eyes glassy with unshed tears as she looked straight at me. “You… you came.” Peter’s arm tightened around me for a brief second before he set me down carefully on my feet. His hand lingered at the small of my back, steadying me. I wanted to shrug it off, but my legs still felt unsteady from whatever my parents had slipped into that tea. “Go check on her,” Peter said quietly, his tone leaving no room for argument. His phone buzzed in his pocket at the same moment. He glanced at the screen, jaw clenching. “I need to take this. Stay here.” “Peter, wait....” I started, but he was already turning away, striding toward the corridor window with the phone pressed to his
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