32: Just Like That...

"Melia," he murmured, and she looked up from her journal, closing it at the same time. Her brown eyes met his with apparent attention as Melia rested her forearms on the wooden table, interlocking her hands. "I wanted... to tell you..." he hesitated. The cause of his hesitation seemed to be the way Melia was looking at him. To be honest, it was just a normal look, but it made him nervous.

"And I'm just looking at you," she raised her left eyebrow and formed a smirk on the side of her lips.

What did she mean by that? Elijah shifted uncomfortably. He just wanted to know what would happen to Helena from now on. She was currently in the great mansion of the woman who had taken her life and given it back.

The process of getting her out of the morgue wasn't as difficult as they thought it would be. Melia kept Mr. Stuart more than entertained, and for some reason, every time she looked him in the eyes, he did what she asked or said.

"She manipulates through you," Rebekah explained to him, re