"From whom did you hear that name?" His eyes trembled not in fear but in pain. Elliot didn't expect Emelia to know that name this early. Is it time to tell her? No, not yet. It's not time to tell her everything.
"Answer me first. Who is Louis Whelan? Is that man my father?"
Elliot felt something, and that something was frustration. As much he wanted to tell her everything, she couldn't. He massaged his temples then looked away. He couldn't meet her eyes. The only answer he could give was silence. "I don't deserve silence," Emelia wanted answers, "Is it that hard to answer?"
It was hard for him to answer as it wasn't the right time yet. He can't tell her everything not until her life is safe. If he tells everything to her. Elliot had a feeling Emelia might go far away from his reach or, maybe worse, her death.