Chapter 46:
Ciara’s POV
My eyes fluttered closed as I felt dizzy, and I had to support myself on the stone wall, else I would've fallen. I was also emotionally drained after the incident that occurred between Daryl and me replayed in my head several times since he left.
What was Daryl hiding that he couldn't answer the question I had asked?
I could barely hold myself up, and the corridor felt endless as I dragged my feet back to my room—well, the guest room, not mine—while pressing my hand against the wall for support. All I could see was the image of Daryl's retreating figure when he'd left me and walked away.
The image of him leaving kept haunting my thoughts, and the weight of our charade pressed hard on my chest. My decision pressed even harder. My head throbbed not from pain alon
