Feyre’s POV
The silence after Eric Townsend left was so thick that it could have been sliced with a knife.
I was breathing heavily despite having gone minutes without saying any word.
Why was I feeling so uneasy, down to my stomach and my trembling legs?
I opened my mouth, and all that came out was the whisper of his name.
He turned abruptly around as he heard me, and I was absolutely struck by the concern I saw inside the depths of his eyes. Plus, there was something hidden there within his eyes, an emotion I couldn’t read or understand just yet.
It was all gone within a flash though, and his expression was now very stoic and he opened his mouth to speak.
But what he then said to me was very shocking, a difference in what had just transpired.
“I think it’s best that you go to your
