Elaris's POV
It's friday.
I had stopped counting the hours.
Somewhere between Tuesday afternoon and this morning, time had become meaningless.
The curtains in my apartment had remained closed for most of the week, leaving the rooms trapped in a dull gray light. I only opened them long enough to let a little air in before closing them again.
People had knocked on my door.
Mrs. Lane from downstairs had brought homemade soup on Wednesday.
Mr. Hale had offered to help with groceries when he noticed I hadn't left the apartment.
Even little Lily had slipped a drawing beneath my door with crooked flowers and the words Feel Better Soon, Miss Lari.
I thanked them all.
Smiled whenever I had enough strength.
Then closed the door and disappeared back into the silence.
The salon had become
