ELARA
"But how?" The words foolishly rushed from my mouth. "I thought you would be glad to finally get rid of me."
A shadow crossed his face, but he abruptly masked it. Clearing his throat, he looked away as he shifted and tried to leave the bed. Oh, no.
"I guess you're good now," he grunted, back to his usual abrasive self.
"Gerald..." I sat up quickly and grasped his elbow. He paused and slowly turned to watch me in the dimly lit room. Outside, it was growing dark, and in a few minutes, when the sun fully disappeared behind the clouds, we would surely need light in here. As he continued to gaze at me, I opened my mouth, but no words came out, so I shut it again.
Seeing that I wouldn't speak, he removed his hand from mine and stood. "It appears we will be spending the nig
