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Amara's pov

I was in what seemed to be the longest and most quiet elevator ride in the world and to worsen it all, I was stuck with the grumpiest person to ever grace the surface of the earth.

A tough situation.

I had three bothersome things to do. Well, they weren't bothersome to me but they will be to him.

Firstly, I wanted to move closer to him and tuck that stray black strand in place. Secondly, I wanted to break the silence and ask if a gypsy had ever read his palm and then, I wanted to grab a hold of his cane and examine it.

Do not bother the grump, Cora snickered and I had to resist the urge to laugh.

I had my lips pressed together with my fingers running through my hair. It was my way to keep back the many questions I had to ask him.

I leaned against the elevator wall and watched him.

He wasn't positioned against the wall like I was.

Instead, he stood upright.

One hand holding the cane, his fingers twirling on the eagle head, the other hand fiddled in his coat pocket and produ