Elena
“Elena...”
My gaze fell at Hydra who called my name weakly, giving a sense of fragile glass that one was afraid to touch for fear of breaking it.
Remembering the reason why I'm here, I was about to open my mouth to apologize, when she cut me off.
“I’m sorry,” she said softly.
Sorry?
I frowned.
Before I could speak, this time, it was Alaric who cut me off.
His brows furrowed as his gaze fell on Hydra, who was smiling softly, the corners of her eyes reddened.
“Why are you apologizing to her?” His tone was filled with displeasure. “She should be the one apologizing to you.”
“I… it really isn’t her fault that I’m here,” she said helplessly, looking at Alaric.
Alaric sighed, rubbing his forehead. “You’re honestly too softhearted. That’s why you keep gett
