Elara's POV
My back stiffened the moment my eyes met Mr. Bryes’s.
For some reason, his gaze had grown even colder than before. The faint amusement that had been lingering in his gray eyes earlier had disappeared completely, replaced with something sharp and probing.
The way he looked at me now made my stomach twist with unease.
For a brief moment, the tension between us thickened again, heavy enough to suffocate the air around our table.
Ice seemed to settle over my chest.
I opened my mouth, ready to explain the situation.
He had seen my kids at the airport before. Surely he would understand what was happening. If he knew my son had been rushed to the hospital, he would stop this strange interrogation of his.
At least… that was what I hoped.
But the moment I parted my lips, Jayde
