Chapter 152

Bellatrix swallowed thickly, at her side, her fingers twitched, a habit she developed each time she felt slightly nervous. And right now, she was feeling nervous. If there was one thing that managed to keep her on her toes around Cillian, then it would be Charlie's existence. She wanted to do everything in her power to make sure that he never finds out about the child. Yet, she might just have blown that chance with her own two hands. Resisting the urge to bite down on her lower lip, she wondered how long he'd been here, and what he possibly could have heard. But she knew just staring and running an endless torturing loop of conclusions in her head was going to get her nowhere. "What are you doing here?" She instead asked, testing the waters and waiting to see how Cillian would react. He didn't. Or at least, verbally, he didn't. His eyes drifted back to her, settling on her face and for a few solid seconds, he just stared at her. Bellatrix felt her heart pound painfully against her che