From Mirza
Finally, when they left, I was left alone with Elfin. As she looked at me with those fearful eyes again, I approached her. She had almost blended into the couch, but I wasn’t going to be angry with her. I pressed one hand against the couch and caressed her cheek with the other.
“Good job! You didn’t show anything at all,” I whispered.
Seeing the relief on her face, I realized her fear had ended. I had never seen anyone as cowardly as her before. I was sure there were other things going on in her life.
“What makes you so scared? Elfin, it’s not me that scares you; it’s something else,” I said, and she swallowed hard and looked away. Today, her friend had also said something about her father.
“It’s nothing,” she said, avoiding my gaze. “What did I tell you? I don’t like it wh
