EIRA’S POV
The next few days felt like I was living with a camera constantly watching my every move. I was forced to carry on my daily routine and, of course, with Aldric beside me. It was hell, torture, and Aldric was aware of just how much his presence bothered me.
I hated every single minute I had to spend with him. I hated the way he laughed when I flinched slightly. What I hated the most was the way he watched my every move. He knew how nervous his gaze made me, but he would state at me, or watch me from the corner of his eye.
It was suffocating and breathing was difficult.
I sat outside the courtyard, staring at my untouched food while Aldric sat beside me, watching the clouds pass by.
I pressed my pocket, feeling my phone in it. I still had the photos I had taken, many of them
