Chapter 357

Vespera felt her blood run cold. It was like someone had opened a window in the dead of winter. Whatever warmth had lingered between her and Dominic was gone in an instant. She kept her expression neutral as her gaze fell on Nancy, seated gracefully on the couch like she belonged there. But beneath Vespera's calm surface, a chill spread through her chest. One more peaceful night was all she had wanted. She wanted to see the cat and make another sweet yet fragile dream. She hadn't planned to ask for more. Nonetheless, it was clear that Fawn had lost her patience. "You two…" Nancy's eyes were locked on their hands, still clasped together. She tried to maintain her composure, but her expression was cracking. The heartbreak on her face was unmistakable, one wrong word away from spilling over into tears. Instinctively, Vespera pulled her hand away, but Dominic tightened his grip. She glanced up at him as if asking, "Why are you doing this?" Still, her fingers stayed curled in his. D