"Miss Ashvale, the paperwork will take about one moon cycle. Once everything is finalized, you can officially move in." The agent walked me to the door, voice brimming with excitement and deference.
I nodded. "Good. I understand."
After returning to the Nightfang estate, I began packing.
When I had first come here for the mating, I hadn't brought much, because the Ashvale household had never truly cared about me. The bedroom was large, but most of the things in it had been given to me by Sylvia Nightfang over the years.
The paired photographs on the wall. The matching keepsakes in the cabinet. Every one of them had once made me feel sweetness, had made me believe they were proof of his love.
Now, looking at them again, all that remained was mockery.
I took them down one by one and packed everything into boxes. Before long, every trace of him had been sealed away. The boxes were stuffed full. I carried them out the door and, without hesitation, threw them all into the refuse bin.
The moment I finished, I looked up and saw Sylvia Nightfang walking toward me from not far off.