Third-person Pov
Electra had been in her room, doing the same thing she'd been doing for the past three days—isolating herself, avoiding the world outside, and drowning in sleep. It was easier that way.
After her brutal fallout with her mother and the nightmare visit to Queen Jella's torture chamber, the last thing she wanted was to face anyone. She had returned to Elysium late at night on purpose, sneaking back into the dorms without a word and without anyone noticing her presence.
She couldn't bear the thought of anyone seeing her like this, weakened and vulnerable. It was a rule she had lived by her entire life: never show weakness. Not to her friends, not to her enemies, not to anyone.
Her mother had made sure of that.