Chapter 186: Revenge Doesn't Really Suit You

Eleanor stepped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, bathed in the gentle glow of the two bedside lamps on each of the nightstands on both sides of the bed. “Are you sleeping in here tonight?” “Yup!” Harper replied, then patted the empty spot in front of her. “Your bed is so much comfier than the one in my room.” “You know that's a lie,” Eleanor replied with a small laugh. “You can sleep here without any excuses, you know?” Harper didn't respond. And Eleanor could feel the questions hanging over them, she could feel it right from when Levi walked in, and she was kind of amazed at how well Harper had kept it in. It was probably because of Xander, but still. She got into bed, and they both lay side by side, facing each other, the heavy silence between them punctuated only by the occasional sigh from the latter. “Are you going to tell me what's on your mind or keep exhaling like an exhaust pipe? “Eleanor whispered, and Harper huffed out a laugh. “I'm just wondering,” she said