Chapter 75

Cillian had followed Bellatrix from behind, ignoring the way Regina’s steps flattered, hesitation present in her stance, or the way she picked at the tips of her bandaged finger. His full attention at that time was all on Bellatrix. He watched her from behind, his gaze focused, glued, observant, almost as if staring that hard would give him the answers he wanted. Almost as if staring that hard, would let him see everything she has been through in the past five years. Everything that shaped her into the woman she was today. The journey towards Joe's room finally came to an end. Bellatrix stood in front of the door for a few seconds and Cillian watched with undisturbed eyes, as she took a deep breath, seemingly readying herself, before pushing the door open and stepping inside. He followed closely behind, taking a second himself, to brace himself as he stepped in, expecting to see the usual—orderly bedding, a decently cared-for man resting under light medication and ready to chuck the ne