Chapter 48: Ignoring Draven
Meredith.
"Let everything that happened remain in the past."
I stared at the closed door after Kira and Deidra left, those words echoing in my skull like a curse. My blood boiled.
What does he mean by, let everything that happened stay in the past?
Did Draven even understand the weight of what he had said to me? The cruelty behind it? Or was it just another command he expected me to accept with my head bowed, like the obedient, cursed woman I was supposed to be?
The nerve of him!
If he thought I would forgive and forget what he did to me not even twenty-four hours ago, then he was either a joker or he thought I was one.
I clenched my jaw so tight it hurt. My appetite almost vanished completely. Almost.
But I would not let that man—his words, his audacity—ruin the only peaceful thing left in this wretched place: my dinner.
After drawing in a slow, calming breath, I reached for the warm napkin and wiped my hands clean. Then I picked up a slice of bread, tore a piece off, and dipped it into the thick gravy.
The flavour hit my tongue with a warmth that startled me. Rich. Hearty. Seasoned just right. My eyes fluttered shut as I chewed, nodding to myself in reluctant approval.