I sat uneasily, facing Fabian, my eyes occasionally darting to him. He hasn't said a word more, and he slowly drizzled the sweet filling over the cheesecake.
I watched him pop it into the freezer, and without a word, he walked away. I swallowed hard, turning to where he had gone. It seemed like he didn't believe me one bit.
I swallowed. But it is much better than telling him what I saw, right?
A part of me told me I was being foolish. That he would know a way to find out who and why that was delivered to me. I swallowed, shaking my head.
I can't do that. He seems to finally open up to me. He seems comfortable now. I can't risk pushing him back into that cell.
I swallowed, turning to the stairs, just as he emerged. He had changed into a more casual robe now, his hair falling in thin st
