CHAPTER TWELVE : Two Days
~Zella's POV~
The television was not on.
That was the first thing Brynn would notice if she looked at it, which she was going to, because Brynn noticed everything, which was one of her best qualities and currently her most inconvenient one. I was sitting on the sofa staring at a blank screen with the specific energy of someone who had been watching it for the past twenty minutes and found it absolutely riveting, which was not a convincing performance even by my own standards.
Evander was in the armchair. Completely composed. Shirt settled, hair slightly less settled than usual, which I was not going to think about and expression doing absolutely nothing that could be considered evidence of anything. He was looking at his glass like a man with no history and n
