"What are you doing here?" Ophelia said, surprised but relieved that her voice was steady and didn't fail her or expose how she felt.
Seth watched her movements carefully like a panther. He noticed the slight shiftiness of her gaze, the inconsequential movement of her throat as she gulped, and how tightly her lips were slowly pressing together with every passing second. "Your father told me to pop in and check up on you when I get the chance."
"Oh." Ophelia replied.
It was something that David Clemonte was very liable to do. Ophelia wasn't sure if she felt angry that her father thought they needed a babysitter while he was away, or happy that the person he sent to babysit them was Seth.
To be honest, the second thought made her even angrier as she remembered their last encounter. There
