Elara’s POV
“Hold on, Alric, I’ll get the medical kit,” I said, feeling worried.
Rushing to the guest room, I found the kit. The moment I ran back, he was now in gray sweatpants and an imagine-printed T-shirt.
It was the first time seeing Alric in casual wear, he looked extra handsome.
But hold on… how did he get dressed so fast?
I stood there, confused. In that split second, I was sure I didn’t spend that much time away. Shoving the thought aside, I wasn’t ready to think too much.
My stomach growled again, this time more loudly wrapping my hands around it. I felt a bit embarrassed.
Without saying a word, Alric walked to the kitchen and started getting busy.
Following him, I tried to help, but he didn’t say a word to me, he didn’t even look at me.
Walking closer, I took a knife an
