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 let the

her, glanced

know who it

times before she finally picked

to mean?!" Asher's voice was boiling with anger

She'd sworn to herself she wouldn't get

she did, she knew she wouldn't be able

gave a sly smirk, teasing, "What's got you so riled up,

with a warning. "Just get your ass over here 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 for all. But of course, she had to show up, probably just to watch

to pay, leaving

birthday, and I haven't spent a single cent. Why should I be

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Elara used to slip him tens of thousands every

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

pissed, Asher growled, "Elara, do you have to do this right now? What the hell do you want? Just name your price, and I'll

you're asking for a favor, maybe try sounding

phone. But she wasn't the same Elara who used to bend over backward for him.

smirked again, her tone light but cutting. "Not gonna beg? Fine. Whatever. I'm

the phone tightly, his voice low and strained through

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

She turned to Lysander. "I'll

room, where the party guests were still awkwardly clustered, all throwing each other uncomfortable glances, clearly waiting for Asher to pay up. No one could move, and Asher had to suffer under their silent judgment. When Elara walked in, the manager immediately

the room, taking in the well-dressed crowd. She remembered how smug they'd 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

in, explaining. "Mr. Blackwood hasn't settled

guys. No need to get all tense over something small

her card without hesitation, and

payment.