49 - The Dress-1

(Elara)

Waiting for him to come back, for them all to, were some of the hardest few hours of my life. I tried to put on a smile for Evren, but I knew it probably looked as hollow as it felt. Fear tightened my stomach into knots. Even Nyra’s steady presence did nothing to distract me.

I got infrequent updates; they couldn’t risk updating more. Every time my phone pinged, my fear tightened its iron