EVELARA
The morning sun cast its gentle light upon the windows, but sleep had abandoned me long before dawn.
I woke up with his voice still stuck in my head, like a shadow I couldn't shake, just repeating those words I didn't want to hear: ‘You can’t be kept out of anything anymore…’
I forced myself from the bed, steadying my trembling hands beneath the calm mask I had learned to wear.
My reflection in the mirror was composed, flawless, but my eyes betrayed me. There was fire in them, yes, but also a vulnerability I had spent years hiding.
And at the moment, I don't know how much longer I could pretend this act of restraint…
The breakfast was usual, only Eryx and I. Lucien wasn't there, nor Leonel. Well, I didn’t mind, actually thankful for their absence. Especially Luc
