-Liana-
“What did you do with her?” I asked.
I probably should have kept my mouth shut. I knew what he had to do, but I wanted to hear it from him.
“Liana…”
“The blood on your hand… was that…”
“It was from a guard I knocked out,” he said.
I nodded slowly, but he still hadn’t answered my question.
“How did you escape?” I asked, trying to steer the conversation back to Elisa’s mother.
“Through the window. Went headfirst,” he explained with a small smile. “Wouldn’t be the first time that was my only option.”
“And you’re sure you’re okay?” I inquired, reaching for his hand.
He met me halfway, and our hands clasped together, his warmth spreading to me. I smiled softly at him.
“I’m fine,” he said, though I wasn’t entirely convinced. “She’s gone.”
“You… killed her?” I asked.
“Please
