Chapter32 Don’t tell me Silas is jealous

Maeve

The tension from Silas’s threat still hung in the air like smoke. Gideon’s face had gone pale, but he hadn’t moved. His fingers stayed locked around the edge of the table, knuckles white.

I could feel his hatred crawling over my skin.

Silas tapped the polished surface once, his smile not re...

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