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.

her eyes downcast, “I’ll pack my things and leave right away. I

Jareth commanded coldly, yet his words

like sisters. I know

who had been so loyal to him, “Stay and take care of Marilla. Even though you’ve ruined a couple of

in jest, yet Lily still felt the weight of shame; head

let it happen

the

the soft glow of a floor lamp. He wasn’t possessed by the workaholic spirit of a

don’t hit me!

pinned down, her cries muffled with panic, “Don’t hit me, don’t hit me! I’m a retard, I’m an idiot! Please, stop hitting

“Marilla!”

to the bedside, scooping her slender waist and holding this girl trapped in a nightmare into his arms, “It’s okay, it’s okay. Your

hit me,

damp back, “Who’s

open, panting heavily, a cold

been bullying you? Tell

a fierce red, his tone insistent and fierce, “If anyone

full of dreams.

his wife well protected. Lily was almost always by her

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