Chapter 392

Author's pov The tension in the room grew heavier as Cecilia's thoughts spun. This wasn't just some regular appointment. Something about it felt wrong and maybe even dangerous. "Who's so important the doctor has to greet them in person ? "she asked, keeping her eyes on her grandmother for any sign of hesitation. "You'll see soon enough, "Helena replied with a mysterious smile, patting Cecilia's hand. A sinking feeling hit her. "Grandma, "she said slowly, trying to steady her voice, "you didn't arrange to meet Martha Locke, did you ? " Helena chuckled softly and tapped Cecilia's nose. "Smart girl. You figured it out. " The air left Cecilia's lungs. She looked at her parents, waiting for shock or at least some concern. Their faces stayed calm. Too calm. [ Why aren't they reacting ? ] she thought, her pulse picking up. [ Doesn't Mom get what this means ? Isn't she even a little worried ? And Dad—why isn't he saying anything ? Did he already know ? ] None of it made sense. Her expression