There was this girl.
The thought came to Kafziel slowly, like something drifting up from deep water.
He hadn’t planned to say it out loud. It simply slipped past his lips before he could stop it.
“There was this girl,” he murmured.
Jules immediately looked up. “You mean Bea?”
Olivia straightened in her chair, her attention sharpening. “Your ex?”
Kafziel frowned slightly. The name Bea felt heavy, wrong in this moment. “No,” he said. “Not Bea.”
The room fell quiet.
Jules tilted his head. “Then who?”
Kafziel swallowed. His chest felt tight, like the answer had weight. “Her name is… Erelah.”
The name settled into the air, unfamiliar yet oddly gentle.
“Erelah?” Olivia repeated. “Are you sure?”
Kafziel closed his eyes briefly. The name echoed inside him, warm and steady. “Yeah,” he s
