ELIAS'S POV
I think Trish's decision for us to come to spend our summer holiday in this beach house despite the little drawback I was passing through was quite a perfect one. The ocean, the sand, the palm trees, and having to see Trish herself in less clothing were all alluring, and nerve-calming. I was here alone with the woman I adore the most. Away from my problems, away from Serena, away from Iceland
I look across at me and there she was, totally carefree as she dived into her bowl of Chinese noodles and roasted fish. I was having the same too. To this lady, I could be vulnerable, but I still fear telling her who I was, just like I felt after having a slip of tongue to mother the other day, only to find out that she dozed off.
My alters were quiet. Like they were grieving. But I don
