Chapter 13 - Real Feelings Begin to Blur the Lines of Deception
As weeks passed, the boundaries between Maeve’s fake persona and her genuine feelings began to dangerously blur.
She found herself anticipating Elias’s moods, learning how he took his coffee, and noticing the hidden pain behind his eyes.
One afternoon, while helping him transfer from his chair to a plush reading sofa, she lost her footing.
Elias caught her instinctively with surprising upper-body strength, pulling her safely down onto the cushions beside him.
Their faces were inches apart, the scent of his cologne filling her senses as his dark eyes searched her face.
“You’re too fragile for this world, Maeve,” Elias whispered, using her real name for the very first time.
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Maeve gasped, freezing in terror as her secret identity hung by a thread in the quiet, sunlit room.
“What... what did you call me?” Maeve stammered, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird.
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