Jordan's POV
The room felt cold. Not the type of cold that makes you shiver but the type that makes the atmosphere tensed.
The silence lasted because I refused to answer the question.
"How I was connected to Elara."
Gabriel cross leaned against the wall, his arms were crossed and his expression was almost unreadable since he struggled to hide the curiosity in his eyes.
The way he watched me, like I was a prey.
Elara's mum stood besides him. Her hands placed on her hips and a questioning look on her face.
"I asked a question and I demand an answer from you Jordan."
My lips remained sealed. This was not because i was protecting myself but it was for Elara. There was the need to protect her from the people in this room, especially Gabriel Cross.
Gabriel stepped forward. "Spea
