Staring at him did her no good as he refused to glance in her direction, but she could tell by the pallor in his face and the sweat beading his forehead he wasn’t himself. He made an attempt to eat and drink something, but it was clear he wanted to do neither, and Kit’s insides tangled up again.
Since Eli wouldn’t look at her, she returned her attention to Cassius, hoping for an explanation. When she caught his eyes, he shook his head slightly, as if to say, “Don’t do it, Kit.” Her breath was still caught in her throat, and a rage began to boil inside of her like nothing she’d ever experienced before. Her mother had done something to Eli, but what it was, she didn’t know. How could she sit next to this woman and pretend everything was as it should be?
