Chapter 117

Rain's POV

4 Days to The Ancient Rites.

"Need a tissue?" I leaned casually against the doorframe, twirling a folded square of linen between my fingers as if I had all the time in the world.

Eva’s head snapped toward me, eyes wild, red-rimmed, and brimming with fury. She was standing in the middle of what used to be an elegantly decorated room, now reduced to a war zone of destroyed furniture and expensive accessories. Her chest heaved like she’d run a marathon.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she snarled, the words cutting sharp and fast.

I clicked my tongue slowly, a small smirk tugging at my lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk… such hostility. I’m only trying to be nice."

The truth? I have been here for the last few minutes already, lingering in the hallway wit