Ever since that argument, Adeline had not seen Elias except during meal times. He'd force her to dine with him, sitting directly beside his seat. She'd play with her food until she felt his rage reach its limits.
Once his fingers went pale from tightly gripping the wine glass, and his glare became vicious, did she finally eat. Angering him hurts. She didn't think seeing irritation in his eyes, dedicated solely to her would hurt this much but it did.
She touched her chest, prickly with pain and sighed. He was right. Her heart belonged to him, but he was quite rude about it.
"The castle is quiet."
Adeline sat by the window, looking out of it. Her windows faced the gardens, with beautiful trees, bushes, and different species of flowers. She pressed her hand upon the cold glass, wondering if this was her fate from now on.
