Cerulean (Book one in series) by A.L. Singer

Author:A.L. Singer [Singer, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.L. Singer
Published: 2012-02-08T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Sorin pulled the covers away, and in a single breath, darkness filled the room. He had put out all the candles and was opening my bedroom door. A light chuckle escaped me as I pulled the sheet back. I walked around the bed and joined him by the door. He smiled lightly, offering his arm. I cupped my hand over the inside of his elbow, and he led me down the hall.

I stopped at the top of the stairs and looked back down the hallway. I hadn’t noticed it the night before, but all the pictures had been removed. Empty nails lined the wall. I looked to Sorin, but he answered my question before I could even ask it. “I removed them from the table for you. After your physical response to them that first day, I thought it best not to hang them just yet.” He paused. “Mia, if you want them back on the walls, I will return them.” His free hand cradled my cheek, and he kissed my forehead. “I am only trying to make it a little more bearable for you, anyway I can.”

My eyes watered. I thought Jenny had cleared them from the table and returned them to the walls. “Thank you,” I whispered.

He walked me to the kitchen and pulled my usual stool out for me. “You should eat before we go outside. What sounds appealing?” He turned and opened the refrigerator. “More strawberries?” he asked, and I heard the container crinkle in his hand. “Actually, the strawberries smell a little … overripe.” Sorin threw them away and returned to the fridge. A few things were shuffled around. “I think you should choose what to eat.” He passed my side and sat on the stool across from me, looking apologetic. “I forgot how awful food can smell sometimes. Some of that has expired and should be removed.”

He was right. I hadn’t cleaned out the fridge since the accident. It was something my mother usually took care of. I crossed my arms over one another on the counter in front of me and laid my head on them. “I don’t want to eat.” I felt like crying yet again. He reached out and squeezed my shoulder. The silence was broken when my stomach growled. I knew he heard it. I quickly lifted my head and glared at him—a warning to keep silent.

He lightly chuckled, understanding my meaning, which he chose to ignore. “How about a banana and some crackers?” His voice had a slightly pleading tone.

“I give up,” I mumbled. “Whatever. … Nothing sounds good to me, Sorin. I’m going to go outside for some fresh air. I will eat later.” I slipped off the stool and headed down the hall to the patio door.

By the time I was sliding the door open Sorin was behind me. Food filled one of his arms, and he had a glass of juice in the other. I couldn’t hold back a small smile. I wondered if I would ever get used to his moving so quickly.

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