The initial accusations had been aimed squarely at Elissa.
Upstairs, Elissa had just rung the doorbell when Jacqueline opened it.
"Mrs. Blaine, I'm so sorry," Elissa said, feeling guilty. "I dragged you and the professor into this…"
"Oh, you silly child." Jacqueline's heart ached seeing her looking paler than usual. Hearing her apology only made it worse. She pulled her inside. "Listen to yourself. What do you mean you dragged us into this? It's those other people who are jumping to conclusions. What does that have to do with you? If your professor heard you say that, he'd scold you for sure."
Elissa's heart warmed. "I won't say it again."
She changed into slippers and, not wanting to disturb them for too long, sat on the sofa and prepared them a cup of calming tea. "Are you comfortable here? If not, you can stay at my place."
"We're fine, perfectly comfortable," Aaron said, glancing at her. He took the tea, sipped it, then set it down and held out his hand.
Elissa knew what he wanted and said guiltily, "I'm fine, really…"
Aaron's tone sharpened. "Give it to me."
"..."
Resigned, Elissa placed her wrist in his left hand. Immediately, the fingers of his right hand rested on the inside of her wrist, taking her pulse.
The moment he felt it, Aaron's brow furrowed as if the sky were falling. He looked like he wanted to yell but forced himself to hold it in.
"What foolishness is this? Is it Frank's?"
"..." Elissa knew she couldn't hide it. "No, it's Rowan's," she said honestly.


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