Chapter 483 Good Poison

ELIAN

I cleared my throat as I looked at her face. She wasn't smiling like she did whenever she teased me. There was also no playful glint in her eyes nor any hint of mischief. She appeared really certain.

She didn't want me talking about what we'd done back at the hospital, always quick to shut that down, cheeks heating at the mere implication—but now she stood there, saying things like this so