Chapter 10 - A Late-Night Conversation Reveals Hidden Truths Between Them
At 2:00 AM, inability to sleep drove Maeve down to the grand kitchen to pour a glass of cold water.
To her surprise, the lights were on, and Elias was sitting at the center island with a laptop open before him.
He wore a dark silk robe, his legs covered by a heavy wool blanket draped neatly over his lap.
Maeve stopped in her tracks, clutching her cotton robe tighter around her shoulders as she looked at him.
“Can’t sleep either?” Elias asked softly, his voice devoid of its usual daytime menace.
“The house is too quiet... it plays tricks on your mind,” Maeve admitted, stepping forward to fill her glass.
“My uncle thinks people are always plotting against me,” Elias murmured, looking down at his motionless legs.
“Maybe he’s right... or maybe you make it impossible for anyone to get close enough to care,” Maeve countered impulsively.
Elias looked up sharply, a dark, dangerous smile playing across his lips at her sudden boldness.
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“Careful, Sienna; honesty is a dangerous weapon in our world,” Elias warned quietly.
“I’m not afraid of honesty, Elias... I’m afraid of living a lie,” Maeve said, instantly freezing as she realized what she slipped.
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