Elara’s POV
I watched my phone shatter, the screen splintering like glass under pressure, before flushing the broken pieces down the sink.
Shit. If words could help, I would’ve screamed,but I didn’t. I didn’t make a sound or fight back. Silence was the only thing I had left, and maybe the best thing I could do. Just a few more months,less than five,and I would be free. I could endure until then.
After this fake dating mess ended, I’d live peacefully again. I kept repeating that to myself, like a promise I desperately wanted to believe. Soon, the holidays would arrive, and so would Alric’s competition.
My rent was expiring soon, and my salary was still far from due. It was either get a new phone or pay rent,one had to give. I sighed deeply, turned around, grabbed everything that belonge
