ELISA'S POV
That morning, I didn’t linger in the kitchen to eat or help with breakfast. My body still felt heavy from the night before, but the strange feeling running through me wouldn't let me stay in bed. The moment I felt steady enough to walk without wobbling, I slipped out of the quiet kitchen and headed for my room.
A quick shower helped wash away the chill of the early morning. Warm water slid over me, carrying the scent of smoke and the herbs that still clung to my hair from the night I’d spent at Wren's home. For a moment I let the steam wrap around me and pretended everything was normal. But the glow I’d felt in my veins wouldn’t let me forget.
I dried off, changed, and stepped into the hallway, still rubbing my damp hands with a towel. That’s when I nearly collided with Mada
