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

yet his words were a

like sisters. I know she can’t

to dismiss this woman who had been so loyal to him, “Stay and take care of Marilla. Even though you’ve ruined a couple of her dresses with your clumsy laundry skills

Lily still felt the

sorry, I won’t let

into the night.

that matched his wife’s, was reviewing documents by the soft glow of a floor lamp. He wasn’t possessed by the workaholic spirit of a Thaddeus; he was simply restless and unable to sleep,

don’t hit me!

pinned down, her cries muffled with panic, “Don’t hit me, don’t hit

“Marilla!”

holding this girl trapped in a nightmare into his arms, “It’s okay, it’s okay. Your husband’s right here; don’t

hit me, please

tightly, his hand patting her damp back, “Who’s hitting you, Marilla? Tell me, who?”

flew open, panting heavily, a cold sweat soaking

you? Tell

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

dreams. If something hadn’t happened,

protected. Lily was almost always by her side at school. Who could possibly

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