Chapter 688

Jareth slumped into the living room, his mood a heavy thundercloud. Lily had just coaxed Marilla to sleep and was descending the staircase.

His gaze lifted wearily, clashing inadvertently with hers, startling her so much that she quickly lowered her head.

“Don’t hang your head so low. Burying it in the ground, what, you’re an ostrich?” He said with a hint of irritation knitting his brows.

Jareth settled onto the couch, pulling a cigarette from its pack and placing it between his lips, but he hesitated to light it, remembering Marilla hated the smell of smoke.

Lily dared not lift her gaze. Usually so aloof and proud in front of others, she now stood there, meek and guilt–ridden, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the floor.

“Come here.”

The few steps to Jareth felt like an eternity for Lily.

“Is Marilla asleep?” His voice was a deep rumble.

“I’ll pack my things and leave right

his words were a

like sisters. I know she can’t

ruined a couple of her dresses with your clumsy laundry skills and your cooking is mediocre at best. I trust no one else with her. Just don’t let there be a second time, or I won’t fire

the weight of shame; head down, she barely held back tears.

let it

the night.

was reviewing documents by the soft glow of a floor lamp. He wasn’t

hit me! Don’t hit

covers in her sleep, her body twisting as if pinned down, her cries muffled with panic, “Don’t hit me, don’t hit me! I’m a retard, I’m an

“Marilla!”

slender waist and holding this girl trapped in a nightmare into

me, please stop.”

patting her damp back, “Who’s hitting you, Marilla?

open, panting heavily, a cold sweat

you? Tell me,

tone insistent and fierce, “If anyone dares touch you, I’ll flay

night full of dreams. If something

always kept his wife well protected. Lily was almost always by her side at school. Who could possibly bully her?

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