Chapter 3

My family moved fast.

Or rather, I moved fast.

That very night, I arrived at Aurea Manor in a grand wedding procession.

The manor was a broken, forgotten house in the corner of Petrico.

Windows were torn, wind howling through.

The roof leaked. On rainy days, people had to set out basins to catch the water.

This was where Alexander had spent five long years.

And it was where Edward had kept him trapped forever in my previous life.

The tidy room glowed softly as candles flickered within.

Alexander didn't change into his wedding attire. He sat in his wheelchair,…