Chapter 15. Meal with a Ghost

BELLE

The name seemed to hold some unsaid significance because chills covered my body.

I leaned back in my seat after shaking her outstretched hand. “Well, thank you for the meal, Ms. Viotto. I really appreciate it.”

“Oh, please, call me Evangeline. I’ve never gone by Ms. Viotto. I’m not even sure I would answer to it.”

“Evangeline, then.”

She considered me for a few seconds before continuing. “I want you to know that I don’t plan on telling your mate where you are. I think you have every right to hide after everything you went through.”

My heart did a flip in my chest. I hadn’t even considered the fact that she could give my whereabouts to Grayson.

“Thank you,” I breathed out. “It’s very important that he doesn’t ever find me.”

Her smile faltered, turning serious. Before I knew what she was doing, she reached across the table and took my hand in hers, squeezing it.

“You have a long journey ahead of you, darling Belle. And it is