ELISA’S POV
For a long time Azrien didn't speak, and neither did I. It was like we were both lost in our own thoughts. I knew I was lost in mine, but I couldn't tell for sure what was up with him.
After a moment, I finally decided to break the silence.
“Seryphine and Tharos… I’ll like to meet them some time.” The words slipped past my lips, softer than I intended, almost like a promise I didn’t fully understand. My chest ached from the weight of it.
Azrien didn’t answer right away. His eyes, that lingered on me a moment too long before he leaned back, folding into himself as though the confession had drained something from him. Silence stretched between us again, and I could feel the faint throb in my neck slowly spreading to my lower back.
I shifted slightly, trying to ease the ache
