Violet
Stepbrother.
The word replayed in my head long after the voices around me blurred into meaningless sound. I recalled every moment where he had taunted and baited me, how he had turned my sorrow into his amusement.
I lifted the suitcase and placed it back on the floor but Elijah had already closed the door, locking us both inside and was standing in front of it.
I shot him a venomous glare and said in a barely controlled voice.
“Step aside or I will wake your parents up and then you are going to give them an explanation.”
But he took a step forward in my direction instead.
“Please, just give me five minutes.”
Five minutes. That is what he wanted again.
Just like last time when his warriors had called me names and he had let them. This time he had kept a secret from me.
Desp
