Chapter 40

Kathryn dragged her suitcase slowly across the tiled floor of the parlor, her steps heavy with hesitation, but her face set with determination.

The soft screech of the bag's wheels seemed to echo louder than usual, filling the thick silence between her and Lyon, who sat slouched on the couch, staring blankly at the glass in his hand.

From the kitchen, Fiona emerged, wiping her hands on her apron. Her brow furrowed when she saw Kathryn near the door, her bags in tow.

"Katy, what's going on?" Fiona asked, stepping closer and grabbing Kathryn's hand.

Kathryn shook her head softly, glancing at Fiona. "Fiona, just... go back to...