Chapter 21
Author's POV
Xylene stood by the window, the moonlight casting a pale glow across the room. My mind raced with the possibilities, the secrets Mimilia might still be keeping from him. The more I thought about it, the more it gnawed at me. Xylene had to find out. I would start with a half-truth about myself...
He turned around to stare at the empty living room; it was late evening the following day, and the atmosphere was tense and silent. He didn't believe they both spent the whole morning and afternoon away from each other, each silent and keeping to themselves.
He thought when he was outside tending to the garden this morning, he heard some noise in the kitchen, but by the time he watched his hands and stepped off the sand laced on his feet and came in to check on her, she
