Chasing Darkness (Ruins of Rima Book 1) by E. Abraham

Author:E. Abraham [Abraham, E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Emilia Abraham Publishing
Published: 2023-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty

Aelia

Pulling the curtains across the windows, I cut off the rays of the setting sun. I woke up just in time to watch the edge of the glowing ball kiss the horizon. I'd love to sit in the warmth and relish its descent to the other side of the planet, but it was too bright in the room. Dante is sprawled across the bed, pillows flung everywhere. Shadows dance across his face as the fabric settles, and I sigh.

My dreams were filled with shadows stalking me through the dark. Then Dante would show up and he'd eventually chase me instead. Just as I was waking, the dream morphed to him falling to his knees, begging for something. As he dissolved, I made up my mind.

My stomach rumbles, and I press a hand against the shirt I don't remember putting on. I blush, remembering how out of it I was. Carrying on a coherent conversation with Dante was a struggle. I couldn't figure out how to feel, much less how to explain to him what I wanted to know. The only thing that stands out is that he begged me to help him. Again. It merely solidified why he's set on keeping me around.

I don't think he'd leave me to a terrible fate. He's good and decent at his core, even if his methods are sometimes on the rough side. His motives for not seeking out another woman, though, are clear. I have information no one else can give him. When he wakes up, I'll tell him.

Revealing everything I've learned over the years won't hurt. If he asks for more...I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. He doesn't understand the roadblocks in the way. Even if I wanted to risk fucking with the Guild's accounts, I doubt I can. There are so many safeguards in place for this exact reason, I'd be surprised if I could break through them. I'm no hacker or computer genius. Maybe Dante should find one of those to align with instead.

"Aelia?" Dante calls, and I meet his eyes.

I swallow hard, wrapping my arms around my waist. "Hi."

It's all I can manage. Last night was horrifying. I threw up on him, for fuck's sake. Add in all the other shit I said, and I blush again.

"What time is it?" he asks, voice still groggy from sleep.

"I don't know. The sun is setting, though." I gesture to the closed window.

"What happened to the trench?" He props himself on his elbow, swinging his head back and forth.

I try to follow his gaze, but he seems out of it. "Are you still sleeping?"

He drops back, eyes falling closed. "The pillows, Aelia. What happened to the pillow trench?"

"A trench is a channel dug down, not one built up. It's a pillow wall."

His hand waves lazily before his arm drops over his face. I didn't expect this to be what he wanted to talk about. Keeping my mouth shut is probably the best course of action. I glance at his bare chest and my breath hitches.

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