And yet, for reasons he couldn't fathom, she haunted him relentlessly. Why was it so difficult to get Leila from his mind?
Silas's head began to throb again, an intensity that felt almost unbearable, and beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, mingling with his troubled thoughts.
No, he could not go on like this, not anymore.
The man suppressed all the increasingly depressed and painful emotions in his heart, pressed on his temples and forehead hard to repress the ache that pulsed through his skull, and then rose to his feet. With a deep, shuddering breath, he made his way to Ellie's bedroom, each step heavy with the weight of his turmoil.
…
Ellie tossed and turned throughout the night, the weight of her thoughts pressing heavily on her mind. She felt that she was responsible for Silas ending up like this.
