#Chapter 68 – Trust

“He does!” Midnight confirms, continuing to do severe damage to the cake. Part of me wants to urge her to go easy so she doesn’t make herself sick. But she’s so slim, and she’s enjoying it so much that…I lean forward quietly and slide the whole plate towards her, indicating that the whole thing is for her should she wish it. Laila, across the table from me, gives me a little smile. “Is the Fancy House just the palace?” Laila asks. “Yes,” Orion murmurs, still displeased, still looking anxiously at Jesse, who just…seethes. “Oh, then we live in the Fancy House too right now,” I say to Midnight, giving her a little smile. “Explains all the cake,” Midnight says, nodding to me eagerly, her mouth full. “And do you know where she’s been living?” Jesse asks, gesturing towards Midnight with his thumb. “For the past twelve years? Or probably more?” Orion sighs, closing his eyes, shame already creeping over his features. I finally start to see where Jesse’s going with this and sit bac