ELARA’S POV
Music filled the room, each note a melody to my ears. It was the kind of music that made it impossible for you to just sit still, at least I couldn’t. I spun barefoot across the carpet, my skirt flaring up as laughter burst from my lips. The warm afternoon light streamed into the room through the curtains, staining the room in a soft glow that added to my bright mood.
Elena was behind me, seated at the vanity mirror. She was doing her make-up when she paused to glance at me. An amused smile curled up her lips as she watched me dance. She chuckled softly, returning her gaze to the mirror as she patted her cheeks with concealer.
“At this rate you’re going to bore a hole through the floor,” she giggled. “Sit down before you tire yourself out.”
“Sis, I just can’t do that,” I b
