Chapter 28
Eleanor sat on the bed, her hands clasped in front of her, her face turned to the open glass windows. The fog had started to clear up a little, offering a view of the sunrise. She gave a small sigh.
Probably the hundredth in the span of the night she had sat there, everything going through her mind.
She turned slowly to the door as it opened shortly after a small knock. Brandon walked in, his eyes solemn.
"Good morning," he said, keeping his distance.
"Is Conaan back? When is he coming back?"
Brandon shrugged. "He mostly takes a week on these trips. You will need to wait."
She sighed. "Does he know it was a lie? I am not pregnant."
"I do not know if he does. You know he wouldn't say."
She brought her hands to her forehead, rubbing a little. "Do you perhaps know where he is, exactly?"
Brandon's brows furrowed, as she suddenly flipped the covers off her body, then started to climb off the bed.
"I am going to him. I can't stan
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