Chapter 166

The silence that filled the room after Damien’s departure was tense, thick and filled with all sorts of unspoken words. A minute went by and neither Bellatrix nor Cillian spoke. The latter stared at where Damien just stood, something dark and unreadable brewing beneath the once vibrant blue of his eyes. For a second, the demeanor surrounding him changed, his fingers twitched like they'd just realized he'd allowed an opportunity to smash that cocky smirk off Damien's face slip and his jaws tensed veins appearing at the side of his neck. Bellatrix would have noticed this, if not for the fact that she was too caught up in her own thoughts, staring directed at the walls of her cabin. In the silence, the voice at the back of her mind whispered, “let it go. Just take your bag and get out.” The voice was as loud as ever, clear as day, however, Bellatrix plugged her ears to it. With a sharp turn, she faced Cillian once again, poking her inner cheek with her tongue for a second, carefully arran