C30 A House Without Her

Author’s POV

*The next day*

Stephanie guided Elara into the living room, her grip firm yet careful as she helped her settle onto the sofa.

Elara leaned back, exhaustion evident in the way her shoulders slumped.

“Mum… I’m starving,” she murmured weakly.

“I’ll get you something,” Stephanie replied, turning toward the kitchen.

But the moment she stepped inside, she froze