Raelynn now sat before her vanity. Her fingers traced the delicate chain around her neck, gently toying with the pendant that now rested against her collarbone. It was cool to the touch, the smooth surface reflecting a faint shimmer. She admired the necklace through the mirror, its intricate design catching the light. Her eyes drifted upward, meeting Elion's steady gaze reflected back at her.
Elion stood behind her, his tall frame partially shadowed, but his eyes were unwavering, focused solely on her. There was something calm yet intense about the way he looked at her—like he was seeing more than just her reflection.
Raelynn's fingers continued to play with the pendant as she asked softly, "Why did you give me this?"
Raelynn's fingers brushed over the pendant, feeling its smooth surface beneath her touch. It was beautiful—delicate yet sturdy, like something meant to last.
She wasn't ungrateful. Not at all. But there had to be a reason for this.
