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“It’s fine. Do you need something from me?”
She shook her head and pointed her thumb over her shoulder. “Breakfast is ready. I thought I’d come wake you before you miss it again. You can’t skip breakfast every day, Caia.”
“I don’t skip it. I eat when you guys aren’t around.”
“And that’s not very nice. I know you’re mad at Dad for making you walk to town to get the cheese, but you can’t hold a grudge for so long.”
I raised a brow at her. “Do you think it was correct to send me to town in that weather?”
“I think it was right that he as a father wanted to punish you for what you did.”
Punish me.
Right.
Because I fucking killed a guy, apparently.
“I used the last bit of cheese for my nachos. I didn’t commit a murder.”
“I know. But you still should’ve asked Mom for permission.”
I wouldn’t argue with her anymore. Not about something so silly.
“Whatever.” I moved the covers off my body and got out of bed to put on a sweater. It was big enough to reach my mid-thighs, but I still put on a pair of leggings to keep warm. I put on socks at last, then I followed Wavel downstairs to have breakfast with my lovely family.
The only thing that kept me sane was Sly’s presence.
I smiled at him, but he didn’t even look at me.
His eyes were on Wavel.
Always on Wavel.
But it was my mouth he had kissed last night, and my body he had touched.
And it would be me by his side for the rest of his life.
Not Wavel.
Chapter 18
SLY
I couldn’t take my eyes off her, but she wouldn’t even look at me. She kept her eyes on her breakfast, with a gentle smile tugging at her lips.
She was thinking about me and what we did last night. I had told her that we had to keep it between us, and that no one was allowed to find out. And while I hated that she didn’t even look at me, I was proud of her for pulling through and keeping it to herself.
“It’s very polite of you to join us at the table again, Caia. Did you finally come to terms with the way your father is educating you?”
I had to be honest. I didn’t fully agree with the way Mom and Dad treated Caia at times, but she never tried to make an effort to be a good daughter either.
I looked at Caia but moved my gaze back to Wavel in an instant, not wanting to miss one second of her beauty.
“I’ve come to terms with the fact that in this house, nobody cares enough about me to come check on me when I don’t show my face for days. I could’ve been hanging in my closet, you know?”
“Caia!” Mom’s gasp was loud and echoed through the whole house. “How dare you say something so…gruesome?”
I had to give it to Caia. She had no filter on that mouth, and she turned every serious conversation into one that nobody wanted to be in. She said things that sent shivers down people’s spines, and she knew damn well how her words made people think. Only problem was…we were those people, and with time, her words stopped fazing us.
