Chapter 8-2

My eyes narrowed at his suspicious behavior, the cogs in my on-the-mend brain whirring away as I tried to deduce why he was acting so strangely. It took a hot second, but Jaxon continued to blatantly avoid eye contact as an idea struck me smack bang in the middle of my face. He wouldn't... would he? "... Jaxon, tell me the truth. Did Charles tell you to keep me in the house?" He stiffened, "...No." "Jaxon...?" I warned, giving him a second chance to tell the truth as he visibly squirmed beneath my gaze. It didn't take long for him to crack as I sat up properly in my seat. "... Maybe." My nostrils instantly flared in anger as my suspicions were confirmed, my hand slapping down next to me on the sofa as I stared at Jaxon incredulously, "What the Hell?! So what, I'm supposed to just not leave the house for my entire duration here?" "Probably." He shrugged, like it was no big deal. No big deal my arse! I was sure as hell not