How did this happen? How could it be such a coincidence.
A wave of regret and guilt surged up in Xanthea's heart.
Leonard patted her shoulder, "Alright, don’t blame yourself too much. After all, you didn't know. But seriously, don't joke about stuff like that with Orion again. If something actually happened to you, he…"
He wouldn't survive either.
"Orion."
"Stop knocking, let him cool down. He'll be fine in a while."
"Alright."
"Housekeeper, could someone clean up the hall?"
Xanthea had thought Orion would be fine after a little while, but half an hour, an hour, two hours passed and there was still no sound from his study.
In the past, no matter how angry he was, he would just scold her a bit. This time he was completely ignoring her, which showed just how serious it was.
She wanted to knock on the door, but hesitated, thinking that seeing her might only make him angrier. Maybe it was best to wait until he calmed down.
Bored and anxious, Xanthea wandered between the living room, the gym, the home theater, and the balcony, eventually finding herself in the storage room.
In the storage room, the safe that Seb had left was lying askew. She went over to straighten it and accidentally found another box behind it. Opening it, she saw her knife.
She had only seen this knife twice since losing it at age four: once when he used it to pry open her grave and slit his throat on the Twin Towers rooftop, and another time in Adventure Blitz: Two Days, One Night, when he used it to scale a fish for her.
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