Chapter 115. Grand Finale

He dropped the apple on the table, pushed himself up, and trudged toward the door.

Outside, the car was parked in the driveway. Zayn sat in the back seat, calm and collected, scrolling on his phone as though nothing were unusual. Lucien opened the door and slid in beside him, his lips pressed tightly in a pout.

When he looked forward, he noticed Zaylien sitting in the passenger seat beside the driver, grinning to himself.

Zayn leaned forward, shutting the car door. His voice was steady, commanding. “Drive.”

Lucien frowned. “Where are we going?”

No one answered. Lucien huffed, folding his arms across his chest. “Fine. Keep your secrets.”

The car rolled through the streets. Lucien stared out the window.

After some time, the car slowed and stopped. Zayn finally turned to him, a small smile playing on his lips. From inside his coat pocket, he pulled out a folded black cloth.

“What’s this?” Lucien asked, narrowing his eyes.

“A blindfo