NovelEnglishI woke up slowly to a soft, gentle light filtering through the windows that were not boarded shut all the way. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, realizing that everyone else was already awake. I looked around our small camp in the old library, now quiet with the early morning stillness. Elijah was awake too, and I saw him sitting on a rickety wooden chair. His bruised and swollen face toldthat the pain of the night was still with him. Nearby, Isaiah was busy changing his wound dressings, his steady hands focused on making sure every cut and scrape was clean.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlex, ever the caring one despite his harsh words from before, shuffled over with a sandwich and a cup of coffe. I accepted the food eagerly-my stomach had been empty for too long and I needed something warm and familiar. I ate every bite, the taste of the sandwich and the rich flavor of the coffe bringinga momentary sense of comfort amid all our troubles.
After finishing my meal. I looked at Elijah but I still didn't have anything go say.I slowly got up and grabbed a few things from my bag and headed toward the toilets just outside the library. I brushed my teeth, used the toilet, then went to the sink where I washed my face with cool water. I took a moment to wipe the sweat and dust from my skin with a small towel, watching the water run clear as I felt a bit of the exhaustion wash away.
I made my way back to the library where everyone else was the familiar smell of old paper and wood mingled with the lingering scent of smoke, As I pushed open the creaky door and entered, I noticed that everyone was lost im thought. Elijah sat on a chair, his good eye downcast, while the rest of-Alex, Austin, Isaiah, sat quietly in a semicircle. The silence was heavy, filled with tension and unspoken words.
After a long moment of quiet, I finally decided that I had to break the silence. I looked directly at Elijah's bruised, swollen face, and a mix of sorrow and determination filled me. I took a deep breath and said, "So why did you do it?" My voice trembled, not just from emotion, but from the weight of our shared past.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAll eyes turned toward me. I could see the confusion and the pain in Elijah's eye as he hesitated, the truth almost too heavy to speak. Then, with a shaky sigh, he began his story in a soft, sorrowful tone.
He said, "The day our pack got attacked was the day everything changed. I was so scared and so lost when I found out my parents had died that I ran off into the woods. I just wanted to be alone, to escape all the pain." His eyes dropped to his trembling hands as he recalled that terrible day. "And there, in the deepest part of the forest, the Shadow Weaver found me. She cout of nowhere, and she offereda deal-a deal that seemed too good to be true in my desperate state." His voice cracked as he continued, "She toldthat my parents had not died. Instead, they were her prisoners. All I had to do was give her the information about everything we had done, and when we found the map, I was to tell them about it. I thought that if I agreed, then I could save them I felt my heart break a little more with each word. I had known Elijah's actions hurt us all, but hearing him confess the desperate state he was in brought a fresh wave of pain and understanding. I leaned forward and asked softly, "But why didn't you tell any of us? Why did you keep this from us?" Chapter Comments
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