After Death, Love Unveiled

hapter 10

After Hadden walked out, Elara gave Lysander a puzzled look. "Why'd you help me?"

She had a ton of information to back her up, sure. But from Lysander's point of view, there was no way he could've known

that.

Lysander leaned back casually. "You asked for help. Why wouldn't I?"

"Aren't you worried I might be full of shit?"

Lysander just smirked. "And if you are? So what? Even if you're making it all up, no skin off my back. It's just a simple favor for him."

His laid-back attitude, the easy confidence in his voice, sent a warm glow through Elara. It made her feel trusted. Something she hadn't felt in a long, long time.

Her mind flashed back to when she was diagnosed with HIV. No one believed her. Everyone jumped to conclusions, assuring she'd been careless, reckless even.

If she had been, maybe she could've accepted the blame. But she hadn't.

People were cruel, keeping their distance, treating her like she was tainted. Eventually, she'd started to hate herself too.

But deep down, she knew the ones who had framed her-they knew her innocence better than anyone.

of

After dinner, Elara and Lysander didn't rush to leave. They ordered dessert, taking their time, enjoying the rare moment o peace

Elara focused on her assignments, biting into her dessert, while Lysander patiently walked her through the problems she couldn't solve on her own. They stayed like that until night fell.

Later, when Asher's birthday party wrapped up and everyone was about to leave, there was a hold-up-Asher hadn't paid the bill.

Elara, but she

glanced over. "Not

know who it is," Elara

two more times before she finally

fuck is this supposed to mean?!" Asher's voice was boiling

he got, the more satisfied Elara felt. She'd sworn to herself she wouldn't get involved

did, she knew she wouldn't be

"What's got you so

and pay the bill. Don't make this a scene." -He'd planned to slip out right after the birthday party, cut Elara off once and

he was, flat broke, unable to pay, leaving everyone in this painfully awkward

back, "Oh, isn't this something? It's your birthday, and I haven't spent a single cent. Why should I be the one footing the bill? Maybe you should ask your loyal

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they were close. Elara used to slip him tens of thousands every month, calling

always with a crowd around. None of them had a clue it was Elara's money keeping

Asher growled, "Elara, do you have to do this right now? What the hell do you want? Just

for a favor, maybe

same Elara who used to

light but cutting. "Not gonna beg? Fine. Whatever. I'm hanging

the phone tightly, his voice low and strained

staff stood around, eyes darting, waiting for someone to settle the tab. No one could leave, and Asher could

another word, Elara hung up. She turned

clearly waiting for Asher to pay up. No one could move,

been earlier, but now their arrogance had crumbled. Nothing wipes out someone's pride faster than being trapped with no way to pay the bill. Elara bearned, her smile as bright as ever. "What's going on, everyone? Isn't this Asher's big birthday party? Why the long faces?' Her gaze slid deliberately toward Asher Blackwood,

explaining. "Mr. Blackwood hasn't settled the bill

to get all tense over something small like that. We're all friends here, right? I'll

she handed over her card without hesitation, and

payment.