Chapter 12
Elena Adams
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“How was your night, Elena? Did you sleep well?” My mom asked cheerfully as she walked into the dining room.
No, I didn’t sleep well.
I was up all night because I couldn’t stop thinking about Damien and the mess that I’d found myself in.
I smiled. “Yes, Mom. I slept well,” I lied through my teeth. “How did you sleep?”
After exchanging pleasantries, she sat down on the chair, beside her husband. We were all having breakfast together, including Chase.
It felt so awkward and intense.
“So Elena, what do you do?” Chase asked after taking a sip of his orange juice.
He had been stealing glances at me ever since I came downstairs. While Damien hadn’t even looked in my direction.
“Nothing. I don’t do anything at the moment,” I replied quietly.
“Reall
