Understanding Elijah’s upset and worry, I flourish him with a chorus of heartfelt apologies for my thoughtless mishap last night before getting dressed into a purple tea dress and a complimentary charcoal cardigan. When we finally emerge from the confines of our room, we head downstairs as a united pair despite his toying agitation continuing to pour from within him. His forehead remains creased, a soft scowl consuming his face as he struggles to forget my brief lack of judgement. As we silently walk down the staircase hand in hand, he stands at my side protectively - keeping me close as he guides me towards the excited commotion resonating from outside.
When we enter the garden, my attention gravitates towards the gathering group while they stand around the gently bubbling fountain. Thei
