[Elara POV]
"Elara! Elara!" Kieran had been calling my name, snapping me from my thoughts. I exhaled a heavy breath as though I had just come out of a deep ocean, buried in water. My hands trembled. Feet ran cold.
"Are you okay, Elara?" Kieran had asked, but I wasn't. Okay was the farthest thing from me at that moment. "Arabella?" No, it can't be. "They said she had left. That she had found a better job," I whispered, my gaze raising to meet Kieran. "That's not true, Kieran. Arabella would never leave. Not without a word, not even a goodbye."
I had known her for this two years. So it was unlike her. But if she never left then… no, not her.
