Michael recalled.
He and Jet had been on Ian watch for the three days leading up to him waking up. When he did wake up, Jet had gotten Gryphen to Ian before he took his life.
“I’d be furious,” Michael admitted. “If someone came into my home and hurt the man I loved, I’d never rest until I stalked them and put them down. They took Ciarán away from him,” he said.
Yes, yes, they did.
“I’d haunt the place too,” Gryphen said. “I would be so full of rage that I’d kill any and everyone in my path to avenge my love.”
There was no doubt there.
Why?
Because they all would do the same.
Gabby was curious.
“What’s next?” she asked.
When Graham turned the page, it began disintegrating in his fingers. It was so old, and looked like it got wet at some point.
“I think I can read it,” he said, trying to decipher the words. “It’s in rough shape, like the castle was before Callen and Chris bought it.”
Well, yeah.
It was a very long time ago.
He read slower, trying to figure out the words as some of them were destroyed.
‘For it has been a month of days since I buried my lover in the crypt. Still, I know he’s here with me. I can feel Ciarán around all of the time. I wish I was with him. Nothing feels good anymore. I’m tired all ofthe time, and still I push on for my son. Callum needs me, and without Ciarán here, I am all he has left.
I spoke to Catherine today, and she is very unhappy in her new life.
She wishes to come back, and has sent me a letter asking me to allow her.
Honestly, I do not care either way.
I am too lost to enjoy company of anyone. So, let her return. She may have her old room back, and continue raising Callum. I don’t have it in me to do it.
I feel hollow inside.
I have all of this money, and if I could use it to bring Ciarán back, I would. Only, I can’t. I still haven’t found the person who betrayed me, but I shall. It is funny what money will buy. I’ll have their identity at some point, and then, they will suffer endlessly. All I know is they found the secret way into the castle, and that wasn’t known by many. Already, I’ve questioned the servants, and I will know what happened.
Damn them.
I will never be the same until the truth comes out. I will never rest until I can put Ciarán beside me. For now, I’ve hidden him where no one will desecrate his body. He’s safe, and somewhere we loved to go. My stable boy has told me that the church is protesting his burial in my crypt—as if they should have any say in it. They anger me, and if they keep pushing, they shall have one hell of an unholy crusade on their hands.
By me.
Still, my heart aches, and I miss him terribly.
I will get you justice, Ciarán. I swear to you that we will be together again, and the truth will set us free.
D’.
Gabby lifted a brow.
“It won’t be Ciarán in the lake,” she admitted. “He’d never desecrate his body like that. He’s heartbroken,” she admitted.
