Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 182

She didn’t want to argue with someone who was sick, so she approached, spread the blanket over Finnian, returned to her own room, locking the door securely behind her, and and went to bed.

Probably out of the spectacle she’d experienced that night, which exhausted her, Amara quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, she woke up, her eyes fluttering open to find someone sitting at the edge of her bed, staring down at her.

The shock jolted her fully awake. She sat up quickly, making frantic attempts to pull the blanket up to her side. “You got better?”

She looked up at Finnian.

He was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday, but he seemed much more like himself.

His face was calm and composed, his gaze steady on Amara.

Amara felt a shiver run down her spine under his scrutiny. She was fully dressed in her pajamas, but his gaze made her feel strangely exposed.

Just as she was about to ask him something, it hit her that something was off. She blurted out, “How did you get in here?”

She distinctly remembered locking the door last night, and there was no spare key in the living room. How on earth did Finnian end up in her room?

Finnian held up something between his fingers—a black hairpin.

Amara’s eyes widened. It was the hairpin she’d casually left on the coffee table.

“You picked the lock with that?”

Finnian could pick locks?

Amara was angry, though she didn’t dare to directly berate him. Instead, she shot back sarcastically, “Mr. Everly, is there anything you can’t do? Even mastering less-than-honorable skills, impressive.”

Finnian ignored her sarcasm, placing the hairpin down and tilting her chin upwards to examine her.

His gaze made her uncomfortable, as if he was sizing her up. She asked, “Mr. Everly, is there something you need?”

From the feel of his hand, he wasn’t feverish anymore, which meant he should probably head home soon.