Chapter 147 Bad Decisions
- Agnes
- I followed Elijah up the stairs, our fingers intertwined and our footsteps soft and quiet. The house was silent around us, save for the faint creak of the steps and the distant hum of crickets beyond the windows.
- But then there was my heart, pounding so hard against my ribs I thought for sure he could hear it in the silence. It rose in rhythm as he led me toward his room.