#Chapter 85: Private Collection

Ella My heart came screeching to a stop in my chest. The locket. Lilith’s family heirloom. I’d thought it was ruined beyond repair at the auction. “He asked you to pick up my locket?” I blurted out. “I thought it was broken.” Gabriel’s jaw tightened, and he admitted quietly, “Alexander told me to have it repaired.” I couldn’t believe it. Alexander had told Gabriel to take the broken locket, the trinket I’d thought he didn’t care about, and have it repaired. Something warm bloomed in my chest at the thoughtfulness of Alexander’s actions. He must have wanted to make up for what Sophia had done. Maybe Alexander actually— “Don’t get your hopes up,” Gabriel muttered, apparently reading the expression on my face. “It wasn’t out of love.” The warmth in my chest immediately turned to ice. “What do you mean?” Gabriel’s eyes flashed with something that looked an awful lot like that twisted sense of satisfaction I’d grown to know so well