ALEXANDER
Irene found me in the corridor just as the last of the tension began to settle.
“Alex,” she said, frowning slightly. “Where’s Faye?”
I stopped.
The question caught me off guard because, in my mind, Irene should have been the last person to see her.
“You were with her,” I said slowly. “Weren’t you?”
Irene shook her head. “No. I went to the room earlier to check on her, but she wasn’t there.”
Something cold slid down my spine.
“I didn’t think much of it at first,” Irene continued quickly, sensing the shift in me. “I assumed she stepped out. I was actually on my way to look for her around the house when I ran into… all of this.” She gestured vaguely toward the direction of the gates, where Diana’s chaos had unfolded earlier. “It distracted me.”
I didn’t say anything.
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