Chapter 28 Tangled In Lies

• Noah lay awake in his bed, the moonlight spilling through the window and casting a pale glow across the room. The silence was deafening. It was a silence that seemed to wrap around him, suffocating him, as if the weight of everything he had just experienced pressed down on him like an invisible force. The kiss. Elias. The way he couldn’t bring himself to walk away even though every part of him screamed to do so.
• He rolled over, staring at the ceiling, the images of Elias’s face, his intense gaze, and the way his lips had claimed Noah’s still burned into his mind. His heart thudded in his chest. He had never been this consumed by another person, and yet, here he was, unable to escape from the grip Elias had on him. It was more than just physical attraction—Noah could feel it, deep down, that there was something darker, something more twisted about their connection.
• He had told Elias that he wasn’t his, but deep down, Noah knew the truth. He was tangled in a web of lies, pretending that he could still resist, pretending that he could keep his distance. Every time he tried to escape, Elias would pull him back in, and Noah didn’t know how much longer he could keep pretending that he didn’t want it. That he didn’t crave it.