Kapitel 96: She is my girlfriend

Elara couldn't help but smile as she looked down at her phone, the image of her and Amara captured perfectly. Amara, looking stiff and awkward, while Elara grinned triumphantly, planting that kiss on her cheek. She laughed to herself, scrolling through the photos.

I'm definitely getting this framed, she thought. The look of sheer panic on Amara's face was priceless. It wasn't every day that the famously stoic Amara Lyselle was caught off guard. Elara might have to hang the framed picture in her dressing room just to mess with her.

She was still lost in her thoughts when the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. It was a familiar feeling the kind you get when something, or rather someone, slimy is lurking nearby.

"Elara," came a voice she absolutely did not want to hear. Eirik.