Chapter 142: A Dark Joke
Elias seemed to realize Giselle had been looking at him for too long.
A faint embarrassment crossed his face. He lowered his head, and even his voice turned lighter, almost careful. "What… what is it?"
Only then did Giselle notice that her stare had gone past what could be considered ordinary. She let the question in her eyes fade into something calmer and asked, "Why didn't you wait inside?"
Had he not said he was afraid of the dark and ghosts?
The corner of a stairwell should have been darker and more unnerving than the apartment itself. There was no bed frame to check under, no curtains to fear, no bathroom mirror to turn into a horror-movie trap, but there was also no warmth in the walls, no sign of actual living, and no door he could lock between himself and the rest of the building.
Elias blinked at her.
