Did all this mean she was forgiven? Did all this mean he was not angry with her? Did this all mean that everything would go back to normal? Or was it just an illusion. Of course it was. Nothing will ever be the same. Nothing will ever be as it was. There were so many scars with deep wounds that had yet to heal. Would he help her? Would she help him as well?
One thing was sure, Elanor was not the only one wounded and traumatised after all this. Aeolian watched his closed ones get killed, he watched people wilt under his eyes, he lost those he loved and he did not have a break from it. He would need as much mending and loving as Elanor did.
The man scooted on the sofa and pulled Elanor in his arms, letting her rest her back against his chest, as he covered her with the blanket. His gaze m
