Chapter 31
Mimilia's POV
I sat on the couch, my hands trembling slightly. Xylene had just asked me why I’d thrown myself at Miles earlier, and I had refused to answer. I didn’t want to talk about it, not yet. But deep down, I knew I couldn’t just ignore what had happened. I could still feel the strange mix of fear and panic that had taken over me when I saw him. The way he had looked at me, cold and distant, yet his eyes seemed to pierce right through me.
Xylene sat next to me, his brow furrowed, waiting for me to speak. But I stayed silent. I didn’t know how to explain what I was feeling.
Finally, after a long pause, Xylene sighed, leaning back against the cushions. “Mimilia, you’re not going to tell me, are you?” His voice was soft, almost resigned. “I just want to understand what’s
