(Damon)
Elara didn’t say a word to me the next morning.
Not even when I called her name or when I stood just feet away in the kitchen while she grabbed her tea like I was made of glass. Not even when our eyes met for a split second. Her eyes were cold as mine were desperate.
She just walked past me as if I were a mere shadow. It was worse than any insult she would have thrown my way.
I told myself that I had to give her space but space was a luxury I couldn't afford. Especially not after last night. The breach. Kade’s warning. The truth was showing it's head way out faster than I could contain it.
I watched as she walked to the terrace holding a coffee mug in her hands. It trembled slightly in her hand and I knew the reason. She could feel my eyes burning holes at the back of her head
