Chapter 33 The Lies We Wear

　　Caitlyn's POV 　　After being rescued, I clung to Raymond like glue. He wore his usual cold expression, but I couldn't ignore his bright red ears as I threw my arms around him. 　　"You've been acting weird lately," Raymond said flatly. There was an unsettling tension in his voice. 　　I shook my head. "No, I haven't." 　　Raymond’s stare turned icy. *Don’t lie to me again, Caitlyn,* his silence seemed to warn. 　　The moment he left, I burst into laughter. The thought of stoic, serious Raymond playing along with this ridiculous act was just too much. I buried my face in the blankets, shaking with laughter, until I sat up—and found him standing there, his face dark. 　　"You knew," he said. I shook my head and hugged him. He held me tight like he was terrified I'd disappear. 　　"Why do you want to keep me here?" I asked. "Have you ever wondered how I feel about it?" 　　He didn't answer, but his eyes flickered with that same fragile vulnerability I'd seen under the firelight that night. To him, I w