He had stayed for hours, had stayed till the surgery was done and she was out of danger, had stayed even when everyone else had left. And it was only when the weariness from the day's activity began setting in that he decided to leave.
He headed back to his room, took a bath to wash everything off: the blood, the sweat, the anger and the frustration, and when he was done he felt considerably better. He threw on a pair of sweatpants and a sweater before heading back to Eloisa.
The house was back to being calm and quite, and the quiet footsteps upstairs didnt miss him, he looked up to see Madeline standing there almost blending into the shadows. One would think he'd had enough of people stepping out of the shadows for one night but he didn't seem to mind, it was her after all.
"You're not
