Chapter Thirty.

His head jerks forward, and his eyes study me.

"Did he harm you?" His voice is dangerously low and I swallow back the notion of him finding out who Castello is. 

The sound of a door slamming shut lingers in the air and I watch as he turns his head for a split second in the direction Castello left.

I also manage to catch a glimpse of his hands curling into tight balls at his side. Smearing a ghostly shade of pale white across his knuckles before he relaxes them and returns my gaze.

"No, Mr Burak." I shift my gaze from his face to the ground in front of me. 

My body is flooded with emotions that are quickly making me sick to my stomach.

And, I'm unsure on how to begin processing anything that is happening between me and Aydem or what has been expressed between me and Castello.

The burden of my worries is getting increasingly too great for me to bear on my own shoulders.

I take a deep breath and peer up to see Ay