EVNAGELINEHe looked away from me, blinking slowly. Those simple gestures confirmed everything I'd suspected about what I'd just said to him.A brief silence stretched between us."I won't force you to tell me what really happened, but please... stay away from her."Our eyes met in a long stare that seemed to last forever. I couldn't figure out the meaning behind his unclear expression - there were layers there, depths I couldn't reach or understand.His face remained unreadable, giving nothing away. After we finished eating in uncomfortable silence, the tension so thick I could barely swallow my food, I decided to leave.I said goodbye and headed for the door.Once I reached my car, I checked my phone that I'd left inside earlier. The screen lit up immediately, showing dozens of missed calls and messages from Cordelia and Gael flooding the display.My heart sank as I scrolled through them.I started the engine and put the phone to my ear while pulling out of the parking space."Evang
EVANGELINEThe clock on the dashboard read 8:47 PM as I navigated through the empty streets.The silence in the car was broken only by Thaddeus's occasional groans and the hum of the engine.I watched Gael's motionless figure in the rearview mirror until he disappeared from sight, swallowed by the darkness behind us.A transparent layer of tears resumed accumulating in my eyes, blurring my vision and making it difficult to focus on the road.The doubts that always haunted me might actually be true. Maybe I was fooling myself about Gael, about who he really was beneath all that anger and violence. Maybe Thaddeus was right, and I was just clinging to an illusion of the man I thought I knew.I knew there had to be a valid reason for his anger. No one becomes that emotional in a vacuum. He might be suffering from some disorder or trauma, something that explained his volatile behavior.He might have been exposed to something terrible in his past that made him what he is now.I was a psycho
EVANGELINEThat voice was enough to send waves of panic crashing through my very being like a tsunami.I could feel Gael’s eyes darting between Thaddeus and me, taking in the compromising position we were in.Thaddeus holding me this way, his arms wrapped around my waist while I struggled against him, looked incredibly suspicious.My heart rate spiked instantly. All my focus centered on separating Thaddeus's arms from around me.The urgency of the situation gave me strength I didn't know I possessed. With tremendous effort, I finally managed to break free from his embrace.My feet hit the ground solidly, and I stumbled back a step to regain my balance. Only then did I allow my gaze to find Gael’s familiar frame advancing toward us.The moonlight caught the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the dangerous glint in his eyes. Even from a distance, I could see the tension in his shoulders, the predatory way he moved. He looked like a man on the hunt.We exchanged tense looks across th
EVANGELINEThe rest of the day passed in a blur of forced normalcy. Sebastian and Thaddeus returned from town with several bottles of spirits, their cheerful mood a contrast to my increasingly dark mood.The group gathered on the terrace as planned, settling into comfortable chairs arranged in a loose circle.Gael didn't join us, and I found that his absence was both a relief and a disappointment. Part of me had hoped that our confrontation might have shaken something loose in him, might have made him reconsider his choices. But apparently, I'd been naive to think that one conversation could undo months or maybe years of poor decisions.Margaret was the first to feel the effects of the alcohol, giggling at jokes that weren't particularly funny and telling rambling stories that seemed to have no point. Her uninhibited laughter was infectious, and soon the entire group was more relaxed than we'd been since arriving at the lake house.I found myself watching Thaddeus with growing concern
EVANGELINEEvery eye turned toward Seraphina, who leaned back in her chair with what looked like calculated casualness."And with Gael," Margaret continued.I looked at Seraphina, knowing she was about to say something that would make the situation infinitely worse. Her expression was that of someone who thought they held all the cards, someone who believed they could manipulate any situation to their advantage."It was me," I said quickly, before she could respond. "I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk in the garden. The darkness must have made it difficult to see clearly."Margaret frowned, clearly not satisfied with my explanation. "Am I so blind that I can't tell the difference between you and her? I know what I saw!"I sighed in exasperation, turning my full attention to her. "The garden was quite dark last night, Margaret. Without proper lighting, it would be easy to mistake one person for another." I paused, then added with just the right amount of indignation, "Besides, what
EVANGELINEThe next morning dawned bright and hot, with the kind of oppressive heat that made even the lightest clothes feel suffocating.I chose a simple dress that reached just above my knees, hoping the shorter length would provide some relief from the temperature.When I made my way downstairs, I found Sebastian and Cordelia already busy in the kitchen, working together to prepare what looked like an elaborate breakfast spread."Good morning," I called out, trying to inject some normalcy into my voice.They both looked up from their tasks and responded at the same time, "Good morning!"The timing made me smile despite my complicated mood. "Can I help with anything? I feel guilty just standing here while you do all the work."I moved to stand beside Cordelia, who was carefully slicing fresh strawberries into perfect, uniform pieces. Her movements were precise and methodical, and I found the repetitive action somehow soothing to watch."No, we're almost finished," she replied with a