ELARA
My eyes started to water again as I watched my remaining brothers, Connor and Julian, step into the room. They hurried to my bedside just like my father and my other three brothers had in my previous room, before they ordered my relocation to this private space.
“Ela…” Julian murmured, leaning down to kiss my forehead, while Connor took my hand. My second and fourth brothers, Mason and Liam, watched from a distance, hands folded across their chests. “How are you feeling?”
“Fine…” I muttered, even though I was feeling anything but. “I’m sorry.”
“I’ve told you to stop apologizing, Elara!” Mason’s voice thundered in the room, but I could see the pain in his eyes. “It’s not a crime to love. It's not your fault that the bastard was too dense to see your value… so stop apologizing. It’
