"Mr. Delaney, long time no see." Lorna strolled up to James, a sly smile curving her lips. "I heard Ms. Kensington has been unwell, so I brought some fruit to check on her."

Whenever James looked at Lorna now, she reminded him of every devious villainess he'd ever seen on TV.

He planted his tall frame squarely in the doorway, face ice-cold as he blocked her path. "Spare us your fake concern. Take your lousy fruit and get out."

Lorna arched an eyebrow, her smile never faltering. "Your hospitality is certainly... memorable, Mr. Delaney."

James rolled his eyes. "And what makes you think you're a guest here? Oh right, guest-with a capital G for Grievance."

Lorna's smile froze for a split second.

It was obvious James had no intention of letting her see Briony.

Still, Lorna didn't lose her composure. She set the fruit basket down on a nearby chair. "Alright then. Since I'm not welcome, I'll be on my way."

"Take your fruit with you!" James snapped.

"It's just a small gesture. If you don't want it, throw it out," Lorna replied lightly, turning on her heel and leaving without a backward glance.

James was fuming. The sight of that fruit basket only annoyed him more.

Just then, a cleaning lady passed by. James called her over and handed her the fruit without a second thought.

With that bit of aggravation dealt with, he finally pushed open the door to Briony's

room.

up at some point and was sitting on the bed,

toward him at

awake!" James walked in and closed the door

hand on her forehead. "Your fever's gone down.

her

bedside, heart aching at how pale and

you worry too much. Try to take it easy, alright? We'll figure out the custody

had

dream," she

looked at her. "What did you

killed Stewart... and then went

"Don't even think about something

faint, bitter smile on her lips. "In my dream, I watched little Mario grow up to become

James froze.

gaze

her with so much hatred. I remember thinking there was no hope for him. I

until today

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