âWhatâs wrong?â
Jeniferâs gaze bore into us, eyes gleaming with suspicion
Calebâs father shot us a thoughtful look.
His thick brows furrowed as he raised his voice, seeking an answer.
âWhy the nerves? Whatâs troubling you?â
My lips thinned into barbed wires; I refused to say anything.
Elena had unfolded the agreement, and if Jenifer and Patrick turned around, they would Lay eyes on its contents instantly.
Tension surged through me, and my palms dampened with sweat.
What should I do?
Anxiety gnawed at me; I pondered my options.
If Jenifer discovered the pact we made, sheâd undoubtedly be heartbroken, given her feelings for
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Caleb.
Beside me, Calebâs fists clenched in nervous anticipation.
Trying to lighten the mood, he quipped, âElenaâs got hold of a love letter I penned for Debra back in the day.
It wouldnât do for her to read it now.
âReally? Is that why you are so nervous?â
Suspicion flickered in Jeniferâs eyes as she turned her gaze to me
With determination, I responded, âYes, itâs a love letter.
Itâs not suitable for Elena to read it.
â
Jenifer and Patrick exchanged meaningful glances, finally letting the matter rest.
But Jenifer couldnât help voicing her concern.
âYou better hide these letters.
Make sure Elena never stumbles upon them again.
â
Caleb hurriedly nodded, snatching the agreement from Elenaâs grasp
Relief washed over him as he discreetly handed it back to me.
In a hushed tone, he inquired, âHow on earth did Elena get her hands on it?â
Feeling just as perplexed, I whispered back, âI stashed the agreement away in the box.
Perhaps Elena found it while searching for something else.
â
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Calebâs anxiety was obvious as he asked, âDid Elena find something? Why else would she show the agreement to my mother instead of asking either of us first?â
I shook my head, lips pursed in concentration
âI highly doubt it.
Elena is still very young, barely familiar with many words, let alone capable of reading this agreement.
She probably went to your mother by chance.
â
Finding my reasoning acceptable, Caleb warned me, âJust be cautious.
We canât always count on luck.
If my mother were to find out, it could become quite troublesome.
â
Understanding the gravity of the situation, I solemnly nodded in agreement.
âDonât worry, I wonât let it happen again.
â
Making such a foolish mistake once was enough to send my blood pressure soaring; I couldnât bear the thought of enduring it again.