As Myra spent a few minutes in Sinsa's embrace, the rush of her emotions overwhelmed her, feeling like a dam that had broken; she tried to hold back her tears, but it was too much, and Sinsa comforted her as she cried.
Once Myra had calmed down, Sinsa invited her to wait in Imogen's apartment for Jorah, who was currently nowhere to be found, leaving them alone.
Myra had barely entered Imogen's apartment when the large space was transformed into a studio apartment with a smaller spare room, where Sinsa was placed.
But by the looks of the coffee table, which had piles and piles of books, it seemed Sinsa had turned this table into a small nook for her research, one that Imogen didn’t mind.
“I’m sorry about the mess,” Sinsa mutters as she heads towards the kitchen, rushing back with a glas
