ELARA
“And I’m not joking, Elara…”
“Kneeling won’t change a thing, Shawn. Get up.” I mused, feigning pity.
Shawn shook his head and stayed on his knees, making his mother gasp in a mixture of shock and utter disbelief. Maxwell, however, remained mute, actually looking spaced out, as if he weren't even in the room with us.
He looked like a man frantically calculating losses and consequences—a better man, really, than Shawn, who was currently ranting rubbish, trying to build castles on clouds.
“Elara… it took a while, but I’ve realized this feeling holding my heart captive… I love you.”
I saw the thread of sincerity in his eyes, but what did I know?
This male had lied to me countless times in the past. Why should I believe him now?
Worse, he had plotted the demise of my little m
