Elliana POV
I left Victor’s office and shut the door behind me, making a bee line for the staircase. I ran, not stopping until I made it to my bedroom door. Once inside my room, my back pressed to the wall, I slid down until I sat on the floor. My face buried between my knees.
For a while, I held myself there, trying to find some sense of comfort, no matter how small. An achy pain sat idle in the back of my throat as I pushed back the tears. I knew that this was going to happen, Victor had told us bluntly months ago, so why does this pain feel so distressing?
No. I don’t need to sit here alone feeling sorry for myself! Especially not when Victor agreed to my request for tomorrow evening. I have a lot to be thankful for, and as for the things that cause me pain.. well there’s alcohol f
