Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 347
Chapter 347
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains. Larissa stretched, sat up, and after a quick wash, went downstairs for breakfast. As she reached the landing, she glanced instinctively toward the front gate.
Finley was gone. She didn’t know how he had left last night, nor did she care.
Wren was just emerging from the kitchen with a tray of food. Seeing Larissa, she smiled. “Good morning, miss.”
Then as if she remembered something, she added, “Oh, someone from Mr. Paxton’s side dropped something off for you earlier. They said it was important you receive it personally.”
Wren walked into the living room and retrieved a crimson wooden box from the table, placing it carefully in front of Larissa.
Larissa pulled out a chair and opened the box. Inside lay a severed, bloody finger, a diamond ring still
on it.
“Ah!” Wren screamed, her face draining of color. She fumbled to take the box away, trying to close the lid. “Miss, don’t be afraid! I’ll get rid of this horrible thing right now, you shouldn’t have to see this…”
In stark contrast to Wren’s panic, Larissa was perfectly calm. She gazed at the box and said softly, “Wren, it’s alright. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Just as Wren stared at her in confusion, Larissa’s phone rang. She answered it.
Paxton’s voice, hoarse and weak, came through the line. “Did you receive the gift I sent you?”
The thought of him calling her right after being stabbed by her father almost made Larissa laugh. “I did. Is it your finger? If so, it’s a gift I truly adore.”
A cold chuckle answered her. “Take a closer look. You’ve known Sapphira for a while now. Surely you’d recognize her finger, or at least the ring she wears?”
If she weren’t putting on an act, Larissa would have burst out laughing. The finger in the box was clearly a man’s, and the ring wasn’t her mother’s. The fact that Paxton was so confident meant he hadn’t even bothered to look at it himself.
Playing along, she adopted a panicked tone. “Paxton, what have you done to my mother?”
He laughed, savoring his victory. “Nothing much. It’s just a finger, no need to overreact. Her life is not in danger.”
“Paxton, what do you want?” Larissa demanded, feigning fury as she casually took a bite of toast. Wren, standing beside her, looked terrified. Larissa put a finger to her lips, signaling her to be quiet. Wren immediately calmed down.
“What I want depends on your attitude,” Paxton snarled.
“Just tell me what to do,” Larissa continued the charade. “Just don’t hurt my mother.”
“First, you will cure Finley,” Paxton commanded coldly. “Then, you will find a way to wake Leopold. Do
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those two things, and your mother will be returned to you unharmed. Fail, and the next gif receive will be more than just a finger.”
He emphasized the last few words, his threat hanging heavy in the air.
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