Chapter 30
Larissa’s POV
The look of disappointment expressly written on his face still lingered like some bitter aftertaste in my mouth, even after two weeks. He looked pained when I stopped us from crossing that line. What was I even saying? Somehow, we already crossed that line a long time ago. We both just didn’t realize it. Maybe I did, but it was clear he did not.
I still did not understand his actions. We’d almost slept together, but he pushed me away after I stopped us albeit non-verbally. His body language said it all. He hasn’t even spoken to me since then, if he was ever in the mansion at all.
I picked up myself from the bed and took small strides to the single window in the room, deliberately ignoring the small whines of the toddler in my bed.
Pushing the curtains open,
