Betrayed Trust.

With that thought in mind, Amara had gathered her stuff and rushed out the door, not sparing Duncan or anyone else a glance as she did so. The drive to Elijah's home was filled with nothing but silence and a whirlwind of thoughts and feelings. She wanted answers and she hoped Elijah would give her those answers. By the time she arrived, it was already evening. Amara took a moment to collect herself before she stepped out of the car and headed for the front door. She didn't bother knocking and instead, entered, the house, typing in the pass code as she remembered it. Elijah was in the kitchen, and the moment he spotted her, a wide smile broke across his lips. "You're here." Amara smiled, though it was more forced. "Well, I said I'd be here. Didn't I?" Elijah approached her and leaned down to press a kiss to her lips. Amara didn't react immediately and Elijah pulled away, giving her a strange look. "What's wrong?" "Nothing," Amara responded and shook her head. For some reason, perhaps be