Chapter thirteen.
Liliana
I stared out the window of my room, trying to figure out why on earth he'd run out so fast.
Gerald...
One moment, we were just washing the dishes, and the next, he was pressed up against me. Then gone. Just like that, bolting from the breakfast room like something had burned him.
I tried to come up with a reason, but nothing came to mind.
Except Ria...
She stirred the moment our hands brushed against each other. Alert and tense, pacing at the back of my mind as if trying to say something but unable to.
It was unlike her, except recently when she was around him.
She always was... restless whenever he was near.
Was she warning me? Telling me to keep my distance? I scratched the back of my head, glaring at a particular rose in the garden below me.
But if t
