CHAPTER 31
Erica's POV
(Jane)
The house felt quieter than normal when I finally walked in, feeling like the whole world was on my shoulders. The door slammed shut behind me, making a loud sound in the stillness. Defeat. That’s how I felt. Complete defeat. Not just from being held back by the guards, but from the crazy feeling of being reminded once more how helpless I was in trying to protect Dante. To protect us.
I let out a deep breath and shook my head. There was no comfort or calm in the anger rising under my confusion. But it kept getting worse. It had built up all night in my dreams—or what little sleep I got before I became restless.
The next morning, loud knocks on the door woke me up suddenly.
“Lady Jane? Breakfast is ready.” Clara said gently but with authority, her voice s
