Chapter Twenty-Eight
By the last day I’m certain I’ve looked everywhere for the diary. It still eludes me. I even checked outside the house, almost getting lost amid the tall hedges shaped into an elaborate maze. I’m actually more impressed that Justin made it through that during my last stay.
I wake when the moon is high, suddenly alert. Did I hear something? Or is it only my anxiety, wondering what tomorrow will bring? This might be my last night in this bed. I know that Gabriel cares about me, but I’m not sure he’s capable of having a regular relationship. Not sure he wants to try.
On a whim I pick up the pawn from the side table.
Slipping from the bed, I walk barefoot through the empty halls. The air still smells faintly of the fresh biscuits Mrs. B. made for dinner. I turn sideway
