Chapter 215
Author: Dragon Sly
last update2025-04-05 19:49:26

Soon, Elijah arrived home. The rain was falling properly now, steady and rhythmic. He parked his car, stepped out into the wet evening, and made his way to the door. Pressing the bell, he waited a second before the door opened to reveal Sierra.

She stood in a neat skirt and a soft-fitting top, her hair loosely pinned, her presence warm and welcoming. She smiled and hugged him lightly, saying, “Welcome.”

Elijah nodded, stepping inside as she closed the door behind him.

As he walked into the living room, he spotted Felix seated comfortably, watching the television. Upon seeing Elijah, Felix immediately stood up, straightening himself.

“Good evening, brother!” he greeted respectfully.

Elijah gave a nod. “Sit down,” he said casually, then turned to Sierra. “Did you do your live?”

Sierra nodded, brushing her hair behind her ear. “Oh yes, I actually ended it not long ago. It was right after that I called you.”

“Alright,” Elijah replied. “I’ll be back. Let me change my clothes.”

“Okay,” Sier
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