Elijah walked out his room after waiting some seconds for a sign from his grandmother and received nothing. Not even the gust of a wind. Elijah rolled his eyes to the sky when the rooms he had marked as forbidden came into view. If that was his grandmother’s so called sign, he had better count him out of it because he would make sure that that room remains locked forever. He wouldn’t open it for anything.
He knew sooner or later, Cassie would become curious and would want to open the doors just like she had been curious about his own room. Elijah shook his head at her clumsiness that had almost made her to drop the pot if fear. Elijah had been furious initially but his anger dispersed when he saw how frightened she looked when the substance poured out of the pot due to the way she held it
