ELARA
I jolted and twisted around, coming in contact with concerned Amara. The scent of lavender still clung to her.
"H-Hey." I bit my lower lip, afraid she could read my lascivious thoughts.
"Did you hear what I said?" She asked, pointing at the lonely tray of food.
My eyes followed the direction of her finger and nodded, playing along. "Yes, I will eat now." But the thought of food made my stomach roil, the memory of his musky scent still fresh in my mind.
"Don't you want to apply the salve to your body first before you are dried?"
"I don't care about my body right now, Amara," I replied, grabbing the tray of food which I sat to devour. It tasted like ash on my tongue, but I forced it down.
Once I was done, I picked up the dress and wore it. I shuddered at the unwa
