Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 973

Agnes opened the door easily.

The house was bathed in light, warm and inviting.

Ascending the staircase, she barely made any sounds.

The second floor was still, silent, as if holding its breath.

Agnes had no clue where Jared could be.

A small voice inside her head suggested she shouldn't have come back.

But she had promised him, sworn to Jared that she wouldn't just vanish into thin air again.

She clung to that flimsy excuse, refusing to admit she just wanted to see him one last time.

Standing at the threshold of the bedroom, Agnes hesitated.

Her heart was pounding with an intensity that surprised her. She was nervous, because of him.

She hadn't thought through her goodbye, didn't know what to say, couldn't even begin to imagine how he'd react to her departure.

The hesitation gnawed at her once more. But eventually, Agnes knocked lightly on the door.

There was no response.

Doubt crept into her heart. Could it be that Jared wasn't home?

But the house was lit like a beacon, and she had seen his car parked outside.

Taking matters into her own hands, Agnes turned the handle and entered.

The villa was vast, with over twenty rooms, each one glowing with life except for Jared's room, which lay shrouded in darkness.