Chapter 5: The Visage of Insanity

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Evie stormed the estate’s garden, the air thick with the stench of rotting roses, their petals black and oozing, Cassian pruning them with a rusted blade, thorns tearing his flesh, blood dripping black and clotted, pooling at his feet in a stinking mire.