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Rayell POV

I had been staying at the cottage house for three days now. And I was already tired of the routine living style.

Wake up, shower, eat, read some books, take a nap. A stroll. Read. Nap. Dinner.

Then it goes on to repeat the whole actions over an over again.

It was truly exhausting.

I spent most of the time thinking of callox. To the extent that I started seeing him everywhere in the house.

I felt I was going crazy at some point.

I sat in the balcony of the cottage home. Taking in the fresh breeze and keeping time with reading.

I was lost in it till elara came with a tray of snacks.

She dropped it, did her courtesy greeting, and left. It’s how our lives have been. No talking or relations beyond that of a maid and her Lady.

It was exactly like I had asked her to do. I felt bad about it. But it was for the best.

After the snacks. I went back into my room and took an eventful nap.

When I opened my eyes I noticed how clouded the place was.

And how the wind was howling in the di