Elodie's POV We’ve been sitting here in complete silence for what felt like the last hour. The hallowed ground beneath the car felt like molasses by the time my soles met with the terrain. Stiff and familiar, I began to apply pressure before ultimately leaning back against the grill of the truck. E
"You don't have to do this, Elodie. We can leave here, Chicago, make a life." "What are you afraid of? That it'll be for nothing? That I'll remember even more things about you?" "I'm terrified of what remembering everything that happened to you will do to you. You've been through more than you eve
I motioned for him to open it but he hesitated before pulling the rock off the folded paper and brought it open. His eyes scanned the words in quick strides, some twice over, before he dropped to the floor on his palms and knees. "Grey..." He shrugged me off as tears hit the stone beneath him. Rea
Grey's POV The fever came first followed by the aches rivaling even the worst of injuries or viruses. There would be no antibiotic or medication that would counter the effects of aconitum. Even the touch she attempted to offer me through the bars in my moments of humanity was pushing through only h
"While you were...affected...I remembered something." I swallowed hard. This could be a plethora of things I'd prefer she'd forgotten. "The day we met. In your office. That interview." I cocked my jaw. "I'm curious to know something though..." "Yeah?" "Why didn't you give me a chance that day? It
Elodie's POV I awoke to a crick in my neck as I rose from the cold stone floor to find his eyes immediately locating me through the penumbra around us both. I was thankful for it as it worked in my favor to mask my matted hair and any remaining makeup smeared to appear more like dirt. It did little
"ELODIE!" "Jeeze, fine..." I reached forward to insert the key but refused to turn it. Instead, I looked up at him to see his jaw cock. Once it had, he reached over my hand, unlocked the door himself, and brought me inside the cell. He held me up against the cold metal and pinned me there in statio
"Louder." He ordered between sucking motions made at that bud throbbing between my lower lips. As I happened to look down to watch him, his eyes found me with a devout focus that sent my eyes to roll. Without meaning to, I obeyed his command of an increased volume as I echoed on the walls around us.