For a moment, neither of us moved.
Elias froze mid-step, his eyes locking onto mine, and for a second, I saw something flicker across his face, shock, confusion, maybe even guilt. But it was gone just as quickly as it came, replaced by that usual smug expression he always wore when he thought he was in control of a situation.
I stood my ground, I wasn’t going to run. Not this time.
“Well, well,” Elias drawled, tilting his head as he took a slow step toward me. “Didn’t expect an audience.”
Sylvia let out a sharp gasp, and when I glanced at her, her face had drained of all color. She looked like she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole.
“You—” Sylvia stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “How long have you been standing there?”
I crossed my arms, forcing my voice to
