The next morning, there were so much tension in the cabin was very visible.
Sophie sat at the table, looking at the remaining of her untouched breakfast while Darius moved up and down by the fireplace.
His usual calm attitude had been replaced by his blood boiling frustration that Sophie could not even ignore.
"What has got you so disturbed?" she finally asked, breaking the silence.
Darius stopped moving, his jaw tightening as he looked at her. "It is Elena. She has been acting really strange."
Sophie raised an eyebrow. "Strange like how? She already seems like she has got a permanently lodged somewhere very unpleasant."
Despite his mood, a faint smirk tugged at the corner of Darius's lips, though it did noy last.
"She is very strange than usual. I think that she is also avoiding me, which is not like her."
