#Chapter 449 – Grasping at Straws

Ella Sinclair walks Cora and I swiftly back to our suite of rooms, Rafe still bundled safely in Cora’s arms. When we get there, Sinclair gives me a swift kiss on my head, already looking down the hall. “I’m going to catch up with Roger,” he murmurs. “We’ll send dad to you whenever we find him –“ “Why,” I say, grabbing his hand, worried. “Why don’t you all just come here?” Sinclair shakes his head as he looks down at me. “We need eyes on Xander – we have to talk to the staff, see if anyone knows where he went. I promise – we’ll both come to you as soon as we have more information. All right?” I bite my lip but I nod, not liking it but trusting him. With his own nod of assurance, Sinclair strides away. “Come on, bride,” I say, pushing the door open to my room and allowing Cora to sweep through with my baby and her long train. “Let’s get you changed into something more comfortable.” “Oh, thank goodness,” Cora sighs. “I mean, this dress is fantastic, but it’s heavy.” “Oh, you poor