Not All Storm…Burns. The rain came harder by the time Eleanor’s cart slipped through the estate gates. Thunder rolled above the city while water streaked violently across the windows, blurring the empty roads ahead of them. Inside nobody spoke for the first several minutes. Bella sat in the backseat beside Aria with her fingers curled tightly around Theo’s silver button. Her thoughts refused to settle. Every single thing felt wrong from the guard hearing them and Andre finding out so quickly, above it all was Lady Eleanor deciding to help them at all…None of it made sense anymore. Up front Eleanor remained calm, staring ahead as the driver maneuvered through the dark streets. “Do you trust this person?” Bella finally asked quietly. Eleanor’s eyes shifted slightly toward the mirror. “Enough.” “That doesn’t sound convincing.” she muttered. “Trust is a dangerous thing in this family,” Eleanor replied. “You give it carefully.” Aria glanced nervously toward the passing streets.
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