I turned around.Silas stood right behind me. As a high-ranking vampire, he had moved without stirring a breath of air. His expression was frozen solid, his eyes locked on my overstuffed suitcase.Julian leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, wearing an identical look of contempt.Elena trailed behind them, her head lowered, but the barely contained excitement practically seeped from between the fingers gripping her skirt.For one second, I wanted to tell them the truth. But I remembered Julian's emotionless words: "You don't need to explain yourself to us."All my courage evaporated.Fine. When I was finally gone, at least I could lie to myself-they simply didn't know I was leaving, rather than simply not caring.I shoved my hands into my coat pockets, my fingernails digging into the unhealed wound on my palm, using the pain to force myself to stay calm. I shrugged with feigned nonchalance."As you can see, since the master bedroom has been given to Elena, I need to move
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