The journey had been unbearably suffocating.
By the time the car finally came to a stop, Elara felt like she could barely breathe. Without
thinking, she leaned against Victor for support but the moment she realized what she had done,
she stiffened and quickly pulled away.
She hadn’t expected the car to be so crowded… so packed that they had been forced to sit
pressed tightly against each other, bodies practically glued together.
And yet, exhaustion didn’t care about pride.
Somewhere along the long, draining ride, Elara had drifted off her head resting unknowingly on
Victor’s shoulder.
Victor had noticed instantly.
A small, almost invisible smile tugged at his lips, but he didn’t move… not even an inch. He
stayed completely still, careful not to disturb her. He knew that the mome
