#Chapter11

The coming four days passed quickly.

Sebastian and I settled into an easy routine. His shoulder was still healing but he rarely asked me for help with anything around the house, so my work was limited to cooking for the two of us and sometimes Warren and I suspected the only reason Sebastian was okay with me doing that was because he knew I enjoyed doing it.

He was quiet most of the time but strangely I never felt uncomfortable around him.

Sometimes he'd leave for hours without a word and come back looking like death but he never told me where he'd been or what he did.

I...