Chapter • 100

♱ • 1750 B.C. • ♱

My fingers were stiff - it was almost like they were in a cast.

"Keir?" her voice called me incessantly.

I wanted to answer, I really wanted to..., but I couldn’t.

"Keir!" she called me louder and louder, but when not even my mouth opened to answer, she sighed and leaned back on that door.

The door that separated us.

"Where is she?" she murmured looking frustrated and sad.

"Why can’t I answer? Why can’t I move?"

"I’m here!" I wanted to scream, but my voice simply refused to leave.

"Does she hate me?" Her voice murmured and now she seemed more down.

"No!" I wanted to shout "I don’t hate you... I would never be able to hate you, Elaine"

Elaine...

I blinked.

Yeah, that was Elaine’s voice. My Elaine’s.

I wanted her to hear me - I wanted to because otherwise I felt she would soon be in tears.

"Well... it wouldn’t be surprising that you hated me from the start," she muttered and felt my chest tighten.

She was thinking too much again, but the sound of the sign made her si
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