An Intercepted Hug

Night had fallen. The road leading to Seraphina Channel was heavily congested.

In the car, Elara propped her chin on her hand. She changed her white shirt into DenimKraft's latest green dress. Her long hair was casually pinned up, exposing her long neck. As she gazed out the window, her features appeared even more exquisite.

Blackie was coiled in a sinuous S-shape around the silver hairpin tucked