დ Aidan დ
The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the city pressing through the glass. I liked it that way. Silence, order, a space where I could almost forget the petitions, the endless meetings, the weight of wedding arrangements I hadn’t asked for but kept nodding through anyway. I had poured myself a drink, still in the same suit I had worn all day. I downed it and poured another. Celeste was with her mother, which suited me just fine. We hadn’t talked about the Ezra issue, and that suited me as well. I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to talk about it. Because I knew she would bring up Elara. The dreams still continued, and every night, it felt like I was about to lose my mind. I set my glass aside and shrugged off my jacket, which I tossed onto the couch. I undid t
