EVELARA
The next morning didn't sit quite well with me, perhaps it's the nights before.
For a moment, I just lay there, listening to the faint rhythm of my own breath. My heart felt heavy, as if the night had settled inside my chest and refused to leave.
The silence was thick, and yet, beneath it, I could feel the quiet hum of the sarcasms and hate I have gotten these days…
Eryx stirred beside me, his small hand clutching my sleeve. His lashes fluttered, as he looked at me. His little voice, groggy and warm, broke the stillness that was pressing me down.
“Auntie… morning already?” He sounded disappointed.
I forced a smile. “Yes, sunshine. Morning already.”
“Uuhm…” His sleepy yawn melted something inside me. No matter how dark my thoughts grew, Eryx was the one light
