We had gone back home—home as in, August and Erilyn's supposed-to-be home. Niko had been the one to step out of the carriage first, not even bothering to wait for me. Though just as he hopped off the carriage, he'd talked to me—without so much as looking at me. "We've less than three hours to get ready. I know girls take longer to prepare, so let's meet at the foyer when you're done."
I couldn't be bothered to wonder what was going on with him now. At this moment, I'd come to terms that he was a puzzle I'd never be able to solve. His moods changes and changes, like the tides of the ocean. And with how I was currently feeling, the more I didn't have the energy to guess. I would wait for his mood to thaw, expecting that he would return to normal naturally. When he'd resolved his own issues.
