Elodie’s POV
For several seconds, neither Nathan nor I moved.
We simply stared at the box.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Because I had spent weeks searching for answers.
Now that they were finally within reach, I wasn't sure I wanted them anymore.
The realization unsettled me.
A lot.
Because answers changed things.
Truth changed things.
And deep down, I suspected whatever was inside that box would change everything.
Nathan seemed to reach the same conclusion.
The male looked from the box to me.
Then back again.
Waiting.
Giving me the choice.
Dangerous.
Very dangerous.
Because I wasn't sure I was ready.
Unfortunately, curiosity had always been one of my greatest weaknesses.
The realization made me sigh.
Then kneel beside the hidden compartment.
The lock was old.
Muc
