“What do you mean nothing is forgiven?” Ella asked with a huffed breath, coming after him like a virago ready to burn him down. How dared he reject her attempt to an olive branch when she’d taken his side against everyone? “What about you gaining entry only because of me?”
“Not enough,” he snarled, hurling his backpack over his shoulders, and going in the direction of the northern wing of the castle reserved exclusively for his family. “Not nearly enough.”
“Where are you going?” Ella queried breathlessly, unable to keep up with his rapid strides, as he blatantly ignored her and surged forward like a tornado. “Can you wait dammit?” she shouted in frustration when he kept moving forward like she hadn’t spoken.
Ella didn’t prepare herself for the abrupt halt, and she bumped directly again
