Elara

His sister, his elder sister—the words resound in my head. My husband is calm and at peace. 

" I didn't know you had a sister," I say gently. He sighs and gulps his drink. 

" Her name is Eloise. You remind me of her," he says, scowling. Eloise, I practice her name on my tongue. 

" Reminds you of me?"

" Yes. She's fierce, stubborn... Stubborn," I smile as he continues to point out our similarities. 

" Are you two close?" I ask.

" We used to be," Zuriel signals for the waiter to come, and he does. He asked for a more potent drink. The waiter leaves, and...