At the same time, over at Valemont Estate, the massive mansion was cold and silent.

Damien climbed the stairs holding a bowl of noodles he had made himself.

Rory was still sitting by the window, staring out toward the front gate.

His tiny figure looked so alone, so fragile.

Damien's heart ached. He walked over gently.

"Rory, eat something first."

Rory didn't move. He just kept staring at the ...