Elion's office was quiet, though the noise in his head kept it from feeling truly silent. His hand rested against his jaw, his index finger lightly tapping his cheek as his eyes remained fixed on the open document on his laptop—a document he hadn't typed a single word into.
He wasn't thinking about work, not even remotely. Instead, his thoughts circled back to Raelynn. This morning, she had casually mentioned going to the city library. The way her eyes had lit up as she spoke about it, her voice tinged with curiosity about Axel's work as a librarian—it replayed in his mind like an echo he couldn't silence.
He closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, his fingers curling into a fist on the desk.
That notification.
Elion's jaw tightened as he remembered it vividly—a brief moment when Raelynn's phone had lit up with a message. The name in the sender line was clear as day: Axel.
