Chapter 159: The Sound of Music

Moana

After my conversation with Olivia as well as finding out that Edrick took the wolf tooth without my permission, I was a little distant for a couple of days. I just didn’t know how to feel about everything, and I needed some time to think.

I still found it hard to believe that Edrick was really the type to use women as reproductive tools. I also found it strange that he would have told Ella that her mother was dead for no reason, which was why I couldn’t stop wondering if Olivia really was just lying to me. At this point, I didn’t know who to trust. All I knew was that I needed to make sure that my baby would be safe.

Edrick must have noticed that I was acting distant. When he mentioned doing something outside with Ella and I at one point at breakfast on Monday morning, I glanced up to see that he was looking at me. His gaze was still apologetic, just as it had been on the day that he took the wolf tooth. Maybe he really did feel bad for what he did.

However, I didn’t think that he would actually want to do anything with me and Ella. I thought that he was just saying things to make Ella happy in the moment, and that he still planned on working all week in the hopes that she would forget anyway. Ella had been complaining a lot about feeling cooped up, but I still wasn’t sure if it was safe for us to go out together; the bakery on Saturday was just a little treat because it was right next to the penthouse, but I didn’t feel safe going any further than that without Edrick around.

That was why I was shocked when I went to bed that night and found an envelope on my bedside table. Edrick was in the shower when I found it.

I picked it up. He had written something on the front

painting supplies

I couldn’t be entirely sure if this was what he was referring to earlier that morning when he mentioned going outside to do something together,

came out of the bathroom a few moments later. I jerked my head up as he entered, my eyes wide

to

had to leave suddenly after the wolf attack and I couldn’t do it. And now,

asked. I hoped that he would; after all, we had fun that day at the orphanage when he joined in on my painting

his damp hair with his towel. He was wearing only his pajama pants and no shirt. By now, I had become a bit

I didn’t care at the moment, though. I was just excited to be going to the class, and it made

okay with taking part in my interests. It was something that Sam never did; in fact, I had never had a boyfriend who would even look at my art, let alone make art with me. Not

to have some other interests. I never saw him doing much other

willing to take part in my interests, then I felt as though it was

I asked as he flicked

at him in the dim light of his bedroom and I

really,” he

to face him. “You have to have something that you

paused again before finally answering. “I guess I like the piano. I used to play

here. Ella is

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