Chapter 27

He Can't Hurt You Anymore

Elara's POV:

I could bet my life on it: Caitlin wanted me gone, even if it meant I wouldn't be freed from those gangs. I continued to ponder many things during Arthur's dismissal.

In less than an hour, Arthur returned with an abundance of food, a feast fit for a celebration. I wondered if someone was joining us, and just like he read my thoughts, he responded, telling me it was because I had refused to eat the previous day.

Seeing so much tasty and fresh food which I couldn't resist, my stomach grumbled, giving me away, and I grinned at Arthur embarrassingly.

I could almost hear him taunting me in his thoughts for denying myself food.

He opened all the dishes, from the main course to the side dishes, placing them on the tray, and then brought it in front of me. I couldn't help but wet my lips.

"I'll feed you. Don't object," Arthur insisted, more like an order.

I didn't object; I just did as told by opening my mouth to receive spoonfuls. He was so careful and