Eloise's POV:
I returned home. I was still trembling, but I felt much better than when I was downstairs. At least here, there was no one with whom I had the mate connection.
To be precise, this couldn't be considered my home. It was just a safe house that Soren arranged for me. The decoration here was similar to the apartment I rented before. However, when I sat there and felt the sun's warmth, I felt a little relaxed.
At the very least, all of this was finally over. I was safe now, and Soren was sitting right before me. He passed me a glass of wine, his eyes full of worry.
"Are you alright?" I heard him ask.
I couldn't answer him, so I just shook my head. I couldn't be sure of my current mental state. I only knew that I was still numb to it.
I still couldn't fully digest that information. I had no way of getting out of that mental state. This almost subverted all my knowledge of the past.