Elira's POV

Night fell fast. Too fast

The kind of darkness that pressed itself against the walls and reminded me we were alone. Hidden and being hunted. My gaze lingered on the plate on the table. I didn't eat with Aiden.

I didn't want to.

Or maybe I couldn't.

Let's face this. His words re-echoed in my mind, but I shook my head. There was nothing to face. Knowing he should be asleep now, I dropped the plate in the kitchen and headed to the room.

I heard whimpers and my brows narrowed as I flung the door to the room open. A rough sound tore through the silence, and...