Kael’s POV
The necklace. That necklace again.
After spending the night together, I noticed Elara’s little habit—fidgeting with that silver necklace. She did it when she was nervous, waiting for my reaction. She did it when we were coming down from the high of intense s*x. She did it when she whispered, "Boris took everything from me." Her fingers were always touching it.
The necklace was old and worn out. It was just a cheap silver chain, and the pendant looked a little odd. Honestly, it wasn't some valuable treasure. But I know... what something means to a person doesn't always match its price tag. And the meaning of that necklace was clear, just like Elara said: "This is the most precious thing I have."
Just like I guessed, that necklace was tied to her past. Maybe it was the only ho
