Alora's pov
I have been bothered about what Karen told me in the morning that I couldn’t even think of anything else. All I had to do was wait for Silas to return before bringing this up, but it almost seemed like he wasn’t going to return, as it was already eleven o’clock at night.
Hours seemed like decades as I waited. I had to pick up a novel to while away the time. When I did this, I became immersed in the book that I didn’t even hear Silas’s car enter the mansion’s gates.
“Hey sweetie… good evening.” He greeted and I turned my attention to him.
“More like good night.” I scoffed and he laughed.
“Sorry for coming this late. I’ve been so busy throughout the day that it took me a while to finish with work, that’s why I arrived so late.” He gave an excuse but I wasn’t that bothered.
