CHAPTER 155

Katherine dreaded those last few days at the manor. The manor felt colder and tighter. Everything buzzed with activities, flowers, caterers and fittings but inside her, there was nothing but silence. 

Dread sat in her chest like a stone. She wanted to run, scream, hide. But there was no leaving. Not when her son was still under this roof. Not when Giovanni still held the key to her freedom. And as for the devil, she hadn't seen him since the last time.

"Stand still," Riley muttered, pulling the corset strings tighter.

Katherine groaned. “That’s too tight. Riley, I can’t breathe.”

"You have to look smart and composed. It’s...