Chapitre 135: In Hiding

The day felt long but evening finally fell over Montclair. Summers were Leonor's favorite because there was much more she could do without lighting a candle. 

However, that day she felt strange. 

With emotions raw and in every direction, each noise caused her to jump from where she sat on her couch staring at nothingness.

Leonor's sapphire eyes occasionally glanced at the cloak on her floor. Her face felt hot and she would look away quickly. 

Thinking of Valerio made feelings sprout within her that she hadn't had to deal with for a long time. She thought she had outgrown shyness. Men didn't make her nervous but she felt small and inexperienced the way she did when she was 16. 

Amongst her nerves, she was still angry he tried to hold the truth from her for so long. Did he not know how much she must be plagued at the very thought of him? Had anyone ever told him that she hadn't been able to let go?