Elara’s POV I wasn’t sure why I was nervous. It was only a school exhibition. Children’s drawings, science projects, paper models held together with glue and determination…..Nothing life-changing. Yet as I stood in front of my bedroom mirror that morning, adjusting the sleeve of my blouse for the third time, my stomach felt unsettled. Maybe because Adrian had promised he would come. And despite everything that had happened between us, a small part of me still feared disappointment. Not for myself but for Blue. That was the dangerous thing about hope. It never arrived loudly. It slipped in quietly when you weren’t paying attention. I heard footsteps racing down the hallway. A second later, Blue burst into the room. “Mama!” I turned toward her. She was practically vibrating with excitement. Her dark curls bounced around her shoulders as she rushed forward. “What time are we leaving?” I checked the clock. “We still have forty minutes.” Her face immediately fell.
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