Chapter 59: It Should Have Been Me
(Author's POV)
Faye didn't feel like a thief. She didn't feel an ounce of guilt as she crept up the stone steps. In her mind, she had a right to know.
She pressed her ear against the heavy oak wood of the private chapel door. The wood was cold against her skin. She strained to listen, holding her breath, trying to catch even a whisper of what was being said inside.
Just as she leaned in closer, a gust of wind swept through the courtyard. It rattled the ivy clinging to the stone walls. Suddenly, a heavy grinding noise came from above.
*CRASH!*
A massive stone ornamental urn, which had sat on the ledge above the doorframe for decades, broke loose. It smashed into the pavement just inches from Faye's expensive heels. Stone shards exploded outwa
