As I stood there, attempting to prepare what was happening, Elijah's eyes never cleared out mine. I felt like he was attempting to pass on a message, but I had no thought what it was.
My mother, neglectful to the pressure between us, grinned brightly. "Elijah, sweetheart, thank you so much for coming. I know how active you must be."
Elijah's grin was charming, but I might sense the fundamental pressure. "It's my joy, Mrs. Wynter. I'm continuously upbeat to help."
I raised an eyebrow, interested. What was Elijah's diversion? Why was he playing decent with my mother?
As we entered the assembly room, I couldn't offer assistance but feel like I was strolling into a trap. The room was filled with individuals of the chamber, all of whom appeared to be observing me with an concentrated that made my skin crawl.
My mother took her situate at the head of the table, with Elijah sitting to her right. I sat down to her cleared out, attempting to make sense of the bizarre elements at play.
As the assembly started, I rapidly realized that something was off. The committee individuals appeared to be moving around a point, denying to meet my eye.
And at that point, fair as I was beginning to get disappointed, Elijah talked up. "I think it's time we told Aurora the truth," he said, his voice moo and husky.
My mother's eyes flashed with outrage, but Elijah fair grinned. "I think it's time we ceased covering up privileged insights, do not you, Mrs. Wynter?"
I felt a shudder run down my spine as I realized what was happening. Elijah was calling my mother's feign, driving her to uncover a truth that she'd been stowing away from me.
And I was approximately to find that nothing was as it appeared.