Chapter Forty Two

Chapter Forty-two

Eliana's Pov

The cat finally left, not after I cleared my throat frequently. My throat now hurts, but at least she's gone.

Noah's expression returned to what he had when we first got into this hall. Broody, uninterested, handsome.

We had the first dance of the night and it felt empty,forced. But hopefully the guests didn't notice.

The feel of his hand on my waist reminded me of how much he had over me, how much I wanted to fix things. I called his name softly. He didn't seem like he heard, but the hand on my waist turned rigid.

"Yes?" He answered without looking at me.

I already felt discouraged. It was stupid of me to make him feel worthless then come back to beg him. It was just stupid.

"Noah…" I called again, this time a bit louder. He turned his face towards mine, his eyes blazing like balls of blue fire. He was angry at me and I knew that.

I looked away, feeling overwhelmed under his stare.

"Eliana is there something I can help you with?" He asked, his words