Chapter 120 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

“We should keep the crystals,” I told the reporter.

He had come to Finch just as the last of the borrowed bedding was being returned. At my words, the woman folding blankets beside Delia stopped with one corner still in her hand. A keeper on his way out set his empty basket down again.

The reporte...