Thirty-Nine: The Truth Will Always Come Out.

ELIANA.

More than an hour had passed since I last heard from both Denver and Ivan and it’s safe to say that my anxiety had piqued the moment when I dialed his number, only to be sent straight to voicemail. The Ball had been going on nonstop, and so did the music and the dancing.

With every second that passed, the people had started to get more and more bored. They’d retired to the bar in sections, the only reason they stayed was because of Jaxon’s orders and his supposed announcement.

Jaxon, who we hadn’t even seen since the beginning. But while I may have lost sight of him, there was Sienna at the corner of the room, who was gawking at me since we ran into each other. She may not have been able to do something with this many people around but she decided to not take her eyes off me as well.

Through the night, she said. She had kept her words up till now.

It was a good thing, I’d like her to be there when I finally confronted Jaxon. To see the expressions across both their faces wou