The rain had stopped by the time they returned to Black Manor.
But the tension inside the mansion was heavier than the storm outside.
Noah sat beside Amelia in the back seat.
He hadn’t spoken to Ethan since they left the church.
Ethan sat across from them.
He wanted to reach for the boy.
He wanted to reassure him.
But every time their eyes met, Noah looked away.
And Ethan couldn’t blame him.
When the car stopped, Amelia immediately opened the door.
“Come on, sweetheart.”
Noah held her hand tightly.
Ethan followed.
The moment they entered the mansion, Noah looked around nervously.
“Are we safe?”
Amelia squeezed his hand.
“Yes.”
Ethan answered from behind them.
“You are.”
Noah turned.
“Really?”
Ethan nodded.
“I promise.”
But Noah didn’t respond.
Evelyn was waiting in
