C47 Tell Me Where She Is

Author’s POV

Lucien sat motionless on the worn-out sofa in the center of the living room, his eyes fixed blankly on the wall, lost in thought.

Footsteps echoed sharply as Stephanie walked in, wearing a wine-colored dress, a handbag loosely swinging from her shoulder. Her gaze landed on Lucien immediately, laced with contempt.

“Stupid fool,” she muttered as she passed