Voice: "He could not fathom why he is doing this, why he is hurting them and why this is more hurtful for him than what he could imagine"
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Shiven gladly holds hands with Eloira climbing down the stairs into the living room from the veranda, the happiness in him cannot be overemphasized as it is visibly shown on his face.
His eyes focus on Eloira unconscious of himself as they walk, he is secretly enthralled by admiring her side view with a full smiling face while Eloira walks carelessly with an innocent face as if she did not notice him staring.
They were almost in the middle of the living room when Eloira suddenly paused on her track, likewise, Shiven stopped wondering why her body is terrified, also, her hand clenched tightly on their intertwined hands.
This surprised him and gradually his smiley face drain only to trace her intensely swayed away gaze to where it focused.
