Bound By Four:My Fated Monsters
But she didn't linger; she left swiftly, slamming the door shut behind her.
The darkness returned, but the small candle on the tray provided some light. I had just grabbed the loaf of bread when the door opened again, this time with more secrecy.
"Serena! Oh my Goddess, are you okay?" It was Lira, my fourteen-year-old stepsister. Unlike Rexton and Drina, we had a strong bond. Though her mother didn't allow her to spend much time with me, Lira always found ways to be around.
"I heard what happened. I don't know how to ease your pain, but—" she stammered, reaching out to take the tray from me. Her action was unexpected. I thought she would be happy that at least I had food.