I found them both on the terrace the next morning, Nathaniel with his coffee, Elora curled into the chair beside him with her knees pulled up like she was cold, though the sun was already warm enough to burn off the dew from the grass.I walked straight across the yard with the note still folded in my hand, and I didn't slow down until I was standing right in front of them."We need to talk," I said.Nathaniel looked up, his face already braced for something. "About what?"I held the note out, not to him, but to her. "About this."Elora glanced at it, then at me, her expression carefully blank. "What is that?""You know what it is. You left it on my pillow.""I don't know what you're talking about.""Don't." My voice came out harder than I meant it to, but I didn't take it back. "You were in the guest house,you went into my room and you left this for me to find, and I want to know why you think that's something you're allowed to do."Nathaniel set his coffee down slowly. "Elena, what
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