In other circumstances, this should be a very nice invitation, but he said it in such a cold and indifferent tone which made it sound…creepy.
What’s he up to? Cora frowned, Why did he invite us to the garden? Is he planning to murder us there?
“I don’t think so.” I got goosebumps over my arms too, but I wouldn’t suspect him of that. If he wanted us dead, he could do it here right in the bedroom, no need to drag us to the garden. He might get spotted by some witness in the garden by doing so, unless he didn’t care being caught or not.
“And your answer is?”
I spent too much time hesitating. He got impatient and started to rush me with his cold and ruthless voice.
I bit my bottom lip and decided to take the offer. If I refused him, he might get angry and do something crazy. If I accepte
