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3rd pov;

Elena halted.

He looked at her, expecting an answer. But all she could think about his blankness emotions.

Something shifted within her.

Without thinking the words left her mouth, “It's okay to be weak sometimes.”

The darkness in his eyes was haunting and eating his soul. She never knew how a person was capable of having such eyes. Yes, she was young but she had met a lot of people but he was something else, something cold and black.

The ink on his arms showed it all. His way of escape was to write and draw and the canvas? was himself.

Averting his gaze he didn't bother to answer her. Elena sighed and took that as a cue to leave until his heavy voice stopped her.

“Weaklings are dangerous.”

She frowned at his words. She slowly stalked back to the isle and stood a few meters away.

“They lose their loved ones very quickly since they cant protect them from the dangers.” Elias hissed, his deep blue eyes penetrating her soul.

His eyes reflected the color of the ocean. Dark ocean w