Chapter 8.

Emma.

The tall tan skinned gardener stared, awaiting my reply. He had a decent amount of muscle making him look fit with his no beard face and brown eyes staring straight at me. I was on the verge of running away, knowing I didn’t want to reveal myself in front of this stranger that knew nothing about me.

Talon’s expression dropped, his brows scrunching up as he gaped at me.

“Did someone do this?” He pointed, raising a brow up.

“No!” I gasp-yelled, hands stretched out slightly with my heart racing from his hypothesis.

He widened his eyes at my outburst. He definitely didn't buy it, now he knows someone really did this to me.

“I-I mean… Yes! My roommate, Alice and I were just playing… Haha… I…uh just came back from Miss Dorota to…uh ask for the first aid kit because I hurt my neck…haha.” I figured, pouring lies upon lies, adding another lie on top of the other.

“Oh the chestnut haired.” he said slowly nodding his head.

“Yep!” The tension was getting worse as I tried to cover it with a