Elijah’s POV: I walked around the mansion, looking for Vania. She was hiding in her room; I knew. I could tell she had said something to her brother, but the coward still left without her.
"Open the door, Vania!" I called from the other side, gently fisting the door. It was a warning for her to give up.
"Vania! Don’t make me angry." I rolled my eyes, stretching my neck and hearing my bones c***k. "Fine, I am coming inside," I grabbed the handle, and as soon as I was about to break down the door, she opened it herself.
I watched her step away the instant she saw me. I placed my hands on the door’s frame, smirking at her scared sight.
"What did you say to your brother?" I asked, tilting my head and demanding an answer from her.
"I di---dn’t say anything to him." She stuttered, looking p
