Silver’s POV
I wasn’t expecting to see Shirley standing in the middle of the palace foyer, especially so late at night. I looked around, expecting to see Elliot as well before my eyes shifted back to Shirley’s. She watched me like I was her prey, making me uncomfortable.
My heart was hammering in my chest and there was a large part of me that wanted to take a step out of the front door and not look back. But another part of me wanted to show her that she couldn’t bully me. I had come to welcome this place as my home, and I was exhausted. I just wanted to go to bed. The sooner I can get Shirley out of here, the better.
I kept stealing glances around, hoping Elliot would just appear so I could slip away. But no such luck.
“If you are looking for Elliot, he isn’t here,” she said, foldin
