Chapter 82: Eira's Grief
The room felt impossibly small, as though the walls had crept closer the moment Eira's phone slipped from her fingers.
The words from the other end of the line hung in the air, echoing in her head like a relentless chant.
"Marion committed suicide."
"No," Eira whispered.
She was silently protesting against reality.
Callian moved toward her. "Eira, what's wrong?"
Eira blinked rapidly, her lips trembling.
She opened her mouth to answer, but no sound came out.
She clutched her stomach, as if the news had lodged itself there, hollowing her out.
"Eira," Callian said again, this time firmer, his hands gripping hers.
"She's gone," Eira choked out, her voice starting to break. "Marion… she's gone."
Callian's eyes softened with understanding, but Eira shook her head, pulling her hands free.
She staggered toward the couch, sitting down as though her legs could no longer hold her up.
