David's POV

David's POV

I left Elias standing by the fountain.

He didn’t respond to what I said.

Didn’t deny it.

Didn’t confirm it either.

That silence was louder than any argument we could have had.

I walked back into the mansion, the echo of my footsteps trailing behind me down the corridor. My mind replayed the look in his eyes when I’d asked the question, calm, controlled. Too controlled. The kind of restraint that meant everything was being locked away behind steel doors.

He really did harbor feelings for Mara, just as I’d suspected.

I pushed the thought aside.

I entered my room and tossed my jacket over the...