Kain pressed his fingers against his temples, exhaling sharply. The way Serena kept looking at him was starting to wear him down.
She hadn't said a word about their dwindling food supply, nor had she directly asked him how he seemed to always have perfectly fresh fruits and vegetables to eat. But that knowing gaze, expectant yet patient, was practically a silent demand.
He had a secret. She knew it. And he knew that she knew it.
Addressing the very obvious unspoken knowledge between them was honestly adding an unnecessary layer of tension to all of their interactions.
He wasn't sure why he hesitated. Maybe because once he told her, there would be no going back.
Or maybe because, despite everything, despite her, he still had this ridiculous instinct to keep it to himself. Pangea was his secret, one of the few things in this world that truly belonged to him.
