Chapter 555

“What’s wrong?” Jacob stopped in his tracks, turning toward Eleanor with a slightly furrowed brow. His voice held a note of concern. But Eleanor didn’t answer. Her lips were pressed into a thin line, her gaze distant and unfocused. Her mind had already drifted elsewhere... Unwelcome memories crept in like fog—soft, suffocating, and inescapable. The kind that curled around the heart and squeezed until it ached. The scent of Williams Court, the sight of that door, the familiar hallway—everything triggered the past she had tried so hard to bury. She didn’t realise how long she’d been silent until Jacob cleared his throat gently and said, “Miss Susan, there aren’t many taboos in Williams Court. But this room…” He paused, his voice tightening with something unspoken, his expression shadowed by a strange solemnity. “This room is the only true taboo here.” Eleanor’s brow creased. A taboo? Since when had her own room—her space—become a place that others were forbidden to enter? Jacob continued