Chapter LVI: Commutatio
As Liz wakes up with a sharp inhale, her heart still racing from the vivid dream. The weight of Bennett's words lingers in her mind. She turns her head and reaches for a framed photo of him on her nightstand. Holding it gently, she presses a soft kiss against the glass before setting it back down.
She forces herself out of bed and heads downstairs, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and toasted bread fills the air. At the dining table, her grandmother sits with a warm smile, waiting for her.
"Have you found any clue about Bennett?" her grandmother asks, her voice laced with concern.
Liz shakes her head. "Not yet."
Dolores and Dominga exchange glances before one of them smirks. "Maybe he's just hiding somewhere, planning a grand
