Chapter eighty nine: The contract is over

Arya’s POV

My muscles tensed, what do I make of this? He knew all along?

What’s worse? He knew and feigned ignorance. My eyes blinked repeatedly but I wasn’t ready for this conversation so I proceeded with my movement.

Sadly, he followed me out but I didn’t halt my strides until I was forced to by his grip on my arm.

“Are you gonna keep avoiding it?”

“Why can’t I?” I shot back reciprocating his icy stare and watched how his eyes darken. He’s been doing a good job pretending like he never said those words so why’s he getting all worked up now?

“Let me go!” I breathed exasperatedly, his grip was growing tighter and I’m sure as hell that spot’s all red. I’m honestly too tired and hungry for this drama, all I want is to stuff my face with food and catch some Zs. Why’d he have to bring it up now? Such a pain!

“It’s the reason you’ve been cold and distant, isn’t it?”

His prying eyes pierced through my defenses and I instinctively looked away trying to shake off his grip.

“Regardless o