hapter 122
Chapter 122
Playing with Jessy, feeding us, making sure we were okay. I also refused to mention anything about it for fear that he might tell me words similar to what the healer had said to me. I could deal with hearing it twice.
“Dinner is ready.” I called the artists, spread out on the floor in the living area drawing and the way that they had both perked up at my announcement made me laugh a little.
Smith’s home was very different from what I was used to. For one there were no maids in it. Then it was much smaller than Greyson’s, but he made it work.
I opened the fridge to pull out some juice and the drawing that had been taped to it, made me smile.
The same way it did every time I saw it. The drawing was supposedly of myself and Jessy although it bore no semblance whatsoever, but Smith had said Jessy had given–it to him a while back and he really loved the drawing and so he had kept it.
“You like it babe?” I asked once I returned and Jessy who had begun eating before I returned to the table nodded her head, keeping her attention on her food.
I noticed how Jessy had also changed towards me. From the moment she woke up the first person she had asked for was “Mastah‘ and when I had been unable to provide him, Jessy had burst into tears one that had led her to sleep for a while after
that
I felt terrible and I didn’t want to be the bad person but I also didn’t want to be around Greyson where his relationship with Jessy would only continue to grow, which would make it even more difficult to break apart eventually.
I was torn in between at the moment. A little part of my heart still belonged to him. The part that had gotten to know the kind hearted, wonderful man and had even fallen in love with him over the last couple of months.
But there was still this other part, the much larger part that had wept greatly for what this same man had done to me, there was this part that had spent four years hating him. That part couldn’t easily be torn apart like it was nothing.
“How was your day?” Smith asked and I nodded my head in response.
Smith had been out for most of the day and I knew that he would have come across Greyson at one point or another, through the course of it.
I was itching to ask about him, know how he was doing. I had left him in a pretty bad state and I just wanted to know how he was faring. Even through my hurt, I still cared about him. Maybe that little part wasn’t so little after all.
“How is Greyson? Did you see him today at all?” I asked, doing my best to keep my tone as neutral as possible.
Smith sighed heavily once, before he dropped his cutlery onto his plate. The action scared me but I remained quiet, avoiding all sort of eye contact with the Beta.
“You have to go back Freya.” He began.
“Smith you don’t understand. I-” I started saying.
“Yes Freya, I don’t understand. I’m not going to argue about that. You were the one who went through it after all. There’s not way in hell that I would be able to explain or relate to the pain or the suffering. Freya I get that.” Smith paused, rubbing his thumb and index finger on his forehead.
“But Greyson is miserable without you or Jessy. A miserable King cannot rule anybody Freya, we’re all headed for doom
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right now and maybe that’s selfish of me to say but you will understand better if you saw him right now.”
“What do you mean?” I asked. And the Beta sighed once more, cutting his attention to Jessy who was still concentrating on her food before turning back to me.
“A lot is happening right now Freya. I don’t even feel comfortable leaving you two back here while I go about my day. The only thing that brings me comfort is knowing that no one knows you’re here, but even that I’m not sure of.”
“Smith you’re scaring me, what are you talking about?”
“The night Jessy was poisoned while you both were sleeping, Greyson and I were torturing and questioning Emilia. It’s still not clear what her motive in all of this is, but we know that there’s somebody else involved with this but that’s not the point.
When you screamed, we left the dungeon in a hurry, Emilia wasn’t bound and we forgot to lock the door. It wasn’t too long after then before we remembered about her and by then it was too late. She was gone and although Greyson has been pulling all his strings to find her, it seems like she has just disappeared into thin air, which confirms the fact that she has help.
Emilia was badly injured and she escaped at night, so there’s no way she would have been able to get very far without assistance but that’s not the case right now.” Smith finished..
While he was speaking, it felt as if there was a rock that had been dropped into my stomach and that rock only continued to get bigger and bigger while he spoke.
