Chapter 122: If No One Had Moved…

Elara’s POV

I woke to the gentle sound of a tray being set down beside my bed. Blinking away sleep, I found Vander arranging breakfast—fresh fruit, pastries, and steaming coffee—on the nightstand.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the room, enticing me to sit up.

"Good morning," he said, his voice warm as he noticed me stirring. "Sleep well?"

Glancing at the clock, I bolted upright. "Nine-