#Chapter55

Althea Garcia Hela Silvermoon

I did not want to leave this room today. But I wanted to see his face again. I debated with my heart until it made me give up and I got ready for the day.

My appetite seems to have cease to exist as I didn’t feel hunger or the need to eat. My eyes searched for that tall muscular figure with the piercing blue eyes. Every time I saw a blond hair, I would crane my neck to see their face.

None of them was him though. He had this softest looking sandy blond hair. I wanted to feel it against my hands. I...