Elara
I raised an eyebrow, my expression perfectly neutral.
My complete lack of reaction seemed to throw him off balance.
"Why did you lie? You were the girl from the warehouse that day. It was you."
His eyes were wild, desperate. Like he'd just solved some great mystery that would magically fix everything.
"Elara, I made a mistake. All this time, I thought I'd saved Selina."
"And you play the violin. Why didn't you tell me any of this?"
Each word came out faster, more frantic. He was spiraling.
His hand shot out and grabbed my arm roughly. "Why?"
I jerked backward, shaking him off like he was toxic waste. "Don't touch me!"
"Zack, what exactly are you trying to accomplish here?"
"So what if you got the wrong girl? So what if I play the violin? Does any of
