Chapter 28 - Secret Is Out

Evan responded with a nod. Seemingly, he did not require any further explanation, as he proceeded directly to the cash register to add the items to the cart.
Just as we exited the store, I ran into a pregnant Tiffany who was carrying at least half a dozen purchasing bags.

"Ava!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you!" The debris that was deposited on the ground as a result of our collision with her was collected by Evan and me.

"Don't be! I am so large that it is difficult to avoid me."

The exchange was completed in exchange for our personal possessions. I abruptly became aware of a large bleeding cut on my arm.

"Oh my goodness, did I do that!" Tiffany screamed, "It must have been a piece of my bag that caused the injury. I recently acquired a set of knives."

Evan hastily tore a section of his white shirt and applied it to my wound, which was erupting in a rapid rate of bleeding and burning.
"It's alright, I didn't even feel it-"

"You need to see a doctor for that, it might get infected!"

In an effort to halt the bleeding, Evan secured the cloth around the wound. I abruptly became aware that Tiffany's eyes were observing him.

"This is Evan, who is employed at the house."

She shook Evan's hand and beamed with her eyes, remarking, "He's adorable. I wish my household staff were as attractive as this."

Evan's face was flushed with scarlet, and I was unable to resist admiring him. Surprisingly, I was unaware of his timidity. It held an endearing quality.

"How are you?" My inquiry was directed toward her.

"I'm great. Now that the infant is expected in a few weeks, I am extremely tired. Shopping to ensure that we have all the necessary items. Is this your first visit to the market?"

We continued our conversation for an additional few minutes. I was eager about returning to the car and the prospect of retiring to my home to rest. In a while, I had not been exposed to the sun for an extended period of time; it was beginning to wear me out. I headed back to Bullet with Evan after exchanging our respects with Tiffany.

Damon was exiting the room at the same time that I was entering. the birth control tablets were wrapped in a white plastic bag, and Evan had the Wolfsbane and the mushrooms. They were held close to my side as I felt my heart descend.

"So, how was it?" Damon posed the question.

I swiftly deposited the plastic bag inside the closet and turned to face him. "It was pleasant, I encountered Luke's doll, Tiffany. She is expected to deliver within the next week"
When Damon nodded, it appeared that he was not paying close attention. The last button on his shirt was fastened by him.

"Bullet said you behaved. I see that you are finally gaining learning."

His murder is my desire. He makes me extremely angry.

"Yes, of course," I murmured.

"What happened to your arm?" he inquired, and I examined the area where my wound had effectively penetrated the shirt skin.

"Oh, it's just a small cut."

"It does not appear to be small," he approached me and grasped my arm. I could not comprehend how his touch could be so delicate, given his immense size. His proximity was also accompanied by a desire that I detested. While he examined my arm, I inhaled his delightful fragrance and focused on his flawless facial features.

It is as if he has been rendered flawless in every respect. All of his physical attributes are designed to cause me to go insane.

"How did it happen?" I was able to sense the breath of his words. I could sense the palpitations of desire between my legs. I harboured a deep hostility toward his capacity to do this to my own body.

"Tiffany had bought a set of knives when I ran into her, one must have accidentally cut me."

He appeared to be incensed when he inquired, "Why did she not wrap the knives?"
Why does he care?
I regained control of my limb.

"It's just a small cut, it will heal, it's not a big deal."
For an extended period, Damon fixed his gaze on my eyes. I maintained my composure, despite my desire to dissolve.

"What did you buy at the market?" Although I was tempted to swallow my dry throat, I refrained.

"Mushrooms and plants for the kitchen."

"That's it?" He posed the question as if he were already aware.

"Yes, that's it."

"And you went with that new guy."

"Yes, Evan." Damon clenched his mandible upon hearing his name.

"Evan," he exclaimed in a monotone.

Nodding, I replied, "Yes, Evan."

Again, he gazed at me in silence. Subsequently, he uttered a statement that devastated me: "The store clerks will issue me a bill to cover the total amount of what you purchased. It is my sincere wish that you did not overspend."

For a matter of seconds, I was lost for words. How did I overlook this? Of course, Damon would implement such a precaution. Well, that's really not that great.
However, I was aware that I had to maintain my composure.

I merely shrugged, stating, "I informed you that mushrooms and plants... Oh, and some medication to regulate my period."

"I have to go now, I have a meeting with the council, go wash your arms."

He departed the room without uttering another word. Tessa entered the room as I hastily made my way to the closet to retrieve the birth control from it.
"What are you doing?"

I concealed the bag once more, proclaiming, "Nothing."

"You look suspicious, what is that?"

"What do you want?" Today, her demeanour was beyond my tolerance.

"You have a phone call, from a Tiffany."

"Tell her to call me back later, I'm busy."

"I can't, she said it's urgent."
I let out a breath.

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

She rolled her eyes and closed the door. I promptly concealed the bag beneath a heap of clothing and dashed downstairs to promptly answer Tiffany's phone call.
"Hey Tiffany, I really don't have time to talk right now-" I commenced, but she interrupted me.

"I have your paper."

"What?"

"The paper," she hissed, and the revelation struck me like a ton of bricks. "The recipe for the poison-"

"Shh!" I responded with a hiss, "Uh, someone might hear!"

"What are you doing, Ava?"

"Look, I can't explain over the phone-"

"That's why you were at the market-"

"Listen, Tiffany, you can't tell anyone, you have to trust me that I'm doing the right thing-"

"From where are you planning to acquire silver? It's strictly prohibited in this location."

"I am unsure, but we can't discuss this at this now."

"Please come over tonight. I can help."

"Help how?"

"I'll show you. 8:00 p.m., I must hang up; Luke is here.

The line went dead.