If there was one thing I had learned in the past week, it was that absolutely nothing in the Sylas’ family was ever simple.
The restaurant Ella chose for our chat was exactly the type I had expected. It was private, silent and exclusive in a way that actually screamed money.
She had us seated in a secluded section of the restaurant. It was a section tucked away behind a glass partition that blurred the rest of the world away and also provided us some privacy.
It was just enough to make us feel alone even if we weren’t. And I didn’t want to feel alone, especially when sitting across from a predator.
I took a deep breath as I sat across from her. I made sure my posture was straight, and my expression was calm. Ella, on the other hand, looked absolutely serene. She was acting as though sh
