~Elena~

“My lady, are you feeling well? You look so pale,” Glacia gasped as she examined my body.

I whisked my hand away from Glacia’s grip, sighing loudly.

The kind of emptiness I was feeling can’t be described. The moment I left Xander’s room that day, I felt like a part of me died. And yes, a part of me truly died because Xander wouldn’t spare me a glance let alone talk to me.

I haven’t even caught a glance of him; for three days, Xander has avoided me like a plaque.

I visit the field every day, but Xander refuses to show up. He also instructed that I shouldn’t...