"The clock struck past 8 in the morning. Fox had called Za to come to the house and prepare something for Elijah to sleep, which she did. Elijah had not yet woken up, and Fox and Za talked about everything that was happening. No matter how hard Fox tried to get something out of Za that she might know, Za didn't say anything or show any sign of nervousness. Za told the brunette what little Karina had told her, and they thought that now she would be stronger, whether it was about that diary or any situation."And Melia..." Fox spoke."She's not in the mansion.""What do you mean she's not?""Karina was going to the kitchen to talk to her, and when she got there, she wasn't there. The first orange line hadn't appeared in the sky, and she was already gone," she replied, sighing. "I'm sure she must be outside London.""Don't doubt it," he said, letting himself sink into the sofa. The house was covered in dust, but with Za's quick cleaning, it changed in no time. He hadn't entered before, b
He raised his head thinking it was her, that it was Melia, but it wasn't so. It was Karina, so he let his head fall back onto the pillow and turned away from her. He felt the mattress sink as Karina sat on the edge and caressed his arm."I brought you something for breakfast.""I'm not hungry," he said without facing her, still turned away.So Karina took the tray with scrambled eggs and toast, turned around, and now sat on the other edge, looking at him from the front. Elijah traced imaginary circles with his finger on the thin sheet without looking at Karina. She took his chin in her hand, and he looked at her still with his head on the pillow."I didn't know you sang.""I didn't know your daughter was a liar," he retorted, and Karina withdrew her hand from his chin."She's not a liar, Elijah. She just wants to fix everything.""Let her not fix anything, what happened, happened.""In her mind, that doesn't fit," Elijah said, sitting up in bed. Karina handed him the tray, and he plac
Never in his life had he wished so much not to be the center of attention of the whole world, in this case, of the school. In fact, he had never been before, and now that he was, he found it unbearable. The gaze of everyone in the school as he walked in was openly fixed on him. Some approached and offered their condolences, while others only expressed the same from a distance. He truly wanted nobody to look at him that way, he didn't like it, especially not from those who had made his life a living hell.Fox was on his right side, and Rebekah and Helena were on his left; Helena was chatting animatedly with her friends, Rebekah was on her phone, and Fox... was strutting along with his typical runway walk, captivating most of the girls and guys. Sometimes he wondered what Rebekah thought of this, but Fox had told him that Rebekah trusted him and he had eyes for no one else, and Elijah believed him.Weeks had passed since what happened at the church. Classes had already begun, and it was
"But why are you delivering it?" he asked. "He forgot it, he left it on the table," she replied. "He doesn't have to lower anyone's grade anymore," she sang.The principal took the envelope."Your friend saved you, student Orleans," he said. "You're very lucky, feel fortunate."Elijah heard the principal's voice from a distance. His heart was beating so fast that he could even hear it in his ears. He hadn't seen her in days, and seeing her there as if nothing had happened was affecting him. He couldn't take his eyes off her; she was still as beautiful as ever. He wanted to hug her, to kiss her completely, but it was something he couldn't do.He heard nothing more.Melia, on the other hand, didn't pay attention to anyone else, not even to the pale snow-haired boy - he wanted her to. She only spoke to the principal, and the boys sighed in her presence. (Something that never seems to change, apparently.) Elijah couldn't stop looking at her. "Aren't you staying for class?" the teacher a
"It's so hard to open my eyes and not see you there, next to me. There's so much space by my side, so much space in my heart, in my soul. I can't accept that already..."His singing was interrupted by a grunt from Fox, who was sitting beside him on the couch.Fox looked at him."Can you stop singing such sad stuff?"Elijah looked at him."It hurts to know that we're nothing now. I want to believe that it's all a lie..."And as if he wasn't heard, he continued singing. In fact, the last thing he talked about with Melia had him in a somewhat subdued state. Fox rolled his eyes, but at the same time, he had to admit that Elijah sang perfectly. He had never heard him before; of course, he didn't have anyone to bring out that side of him. He caressed his temple, and just before Elijah decided to lock himself in his room, he pulled him back down. The snow-haired boy looked at him, puzzled."I have an idea," Fox said. "Have you ever thought about singing at the event that's happening in two d
"On the other hand...The square was too crowded. There were people everywhere, going about their business, the noise was minimal despite the favorable crowd, and above them, several strings were adorned with figures of flowers and trees that, in the evening glow, looked beautiful. She was wandering the streets in search of what she considered necessary now, and several people with smiles greeted her, and she returned the greeting. She crossed the street when she spotted a place that caught her attention not only for its rustic style but also for its name.• BAR BOURBON• | •DESTINATION FOR A GOOD TIME •Without further ado, she crossed the street and entered the bar. There were very few people, but the atmosphere was perfect and very fitting for the name. She sat on the high mahogany stool at the back of the bar, waiting for the waiter to attend to her."Good afternoon, miss," the waiter spoke with a smile from behind the bar. He was a young man with a cheerful look and a masculine
" 'If I see you again, my heart stops again,' " she sang, followed by laughter. The bottle in her right hand fell to the ground, shattering. She pulled out another from her coat and took a sip. "Life hesitates to the rhythm of..." Her singing stopped when she felt a gust of wind behind her. She turned and continued singing, "Oh... Oh... To the rhythm of Skalliet!" She shouted when it was her who was behind her. Skalliet stood there in the dim light with his characteristic icy air and black tuxedo."Hello," he said after a few seconds, approaching her clumsily. "Long time, don't you think?" He laughed. "I missed you.""I know you did," she finally spoke, brushing several strands of hair from Melia's face. Her chestnut eyes were dark. "You've been drinking. Bourbon...""I like it," she said, out of her senses. Everything was spinning; she had drunk so much to avoid doing something foolish. Among those foolish things was answering the calls from her mother, who was angry with her. Skallie
It was Monday morning, the hallways of the Institute were empty, and the classrooms were full. Classes were underway when the principal's voice echoed through the speakers, announcing that, at the request of the student Helena Chantai, the ancient dance would be more than just a dance that day. They would take that day to pay tribute to the historical figure who had touched many corners of London, Melia Conkinova.All the students buzzed with excitement at the news. This meant that the day would be more like a birthday than anything else. The principal also announced that the celebration would take place in the middle of the month, so they had to hurry. After giving this information, his voice faded into the background.Inside the physics classroom, Elijah stood up and approached Helena."Why?" he asked. Helena looked at him, not understanding. "Why did you change the theme to a celebration as if it were a birthday?""Because I think it will be more fun, and no one will refuse to part