Derrick’s POVIt was late at night when I returned to the house. By then, Annabelle was gone and Eliana was nowhere in the living room. Locking and bolting the front door, I turned off the lights in the living room. After that, I did the kitchen, then I headed to the bedroom with only the hallway lights left on. Thanks to me going a little too hard on the whiskey, I felt a little bit lightheaded and empty of all the anger I’d been carrying in my chest v before I left the house. Whiskey sure knew how to put a man at ease, doesn’t it?Eliana was in bed when I entered the bedroom. Although it seemed like she was asleep, she sat up immediately I set foot into the room. Guilt was written all over her face, along with traces of fear that shone in her eyes. For the past hour, I’d somehow managed to take my mind completely off anything that had go do with her. But as soon as our gazes met, the memory of her betrayal came rushing. I paused for a bit, eyes locked on hers, and I considered retu
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