Chapter 124

• KELILAH’S POV
• The dining room was draped in heavy silence, the only sounds coming from the distant ticking of an old grandfather clock and the soft clinking of silverware. Rita sat opposite Nadia, her face a frozen mask. If I hadn’t followed her earlier to her room, I wouldn’t have known she had cried herself into exhaustion minutes ago.
• Nadia lifted her head slowly, her sharp gaze meeting Rita's blank expression. There was a tension in the air so thick, it was almost tangible. I could feel it crawling over my invisible skin.