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Almyra's POV,

I walked slowly towards where Keiran was seated and I bent low and reached for the pendant.

“You can have your seat,” he gestured his hand towards a brown coloured couch. The frames in his room were catchy.

In one of them was the picture of a lion and in another was the picture of a woman who held the moon on her hands.

“You can sit down,” he jolted me out from my thoughts and I nodded my head before I sat down on the couch.

“A nice room you have for here,” I smiled, my gaze was plastered on the pendant in his hands and I rose up from where I sat.

“Who gave you that?” I asked while pointing towards the pendant and his reaction changed.

To a frown. He never had any girlfriend about five to ten years ago so there's no where that pendant would rust like the way it did.

“Did that bring back memory of someone you once cared for?” I asked him in a formal way and he nodded before he gripped it tightly causing his veins to pop out and his biceps became more visible.

I sh