Warning: Slight R18+
Sitting alone at the large dining table after Harlan left made Elara feel the weight of loneliness settle upon her shoulders. The vast emptiness of the mansion echoed her loneliness and amplified the ache in her heart.
Looking at Lyas sitting next to her quietly, ache her heart even more. She felt so suffocated despite the effective air conditioning in the mansion.
The table was long and vast, containing seats for twelve wolves. The polished surface reflected the flashy light from the chandelier above.
Elara could only observe with a sober heart.
As she uncovered the dishes to eat, her appetite vanished. She couldn't describe how void her heart become. She took a bite of the steak only to have a drip of tears running down her cheeks.
