Chapter 69

Elodie POV

“Elodie,” he said quietly, his voice low enough that no one else could hear. “We need to talk. Alone.”

I tilted my head, wary. “Alone? Here?”

He nodded, and I followed him out, into the courtyard where the morning mist still clung to the grass. We walked in silence for a few steps, the tension between us thick enough to taste. Every glance he threw me made my chest tighten. Every movement of his reminded me why my heart still ached for him, despite ...