Amara’s lips trembled slightly.
“I need you to leave,” she whispered quietly.
The movement of his hand stopped instantly.
For a second, something sharp flashed through his eyes.
Then he tilted his head slightly, staring at her.
“I’m your husband,” he said quietly. “Where will I go?”
His gaze drifted across the room.
The mess around them finally registered in his eyes.
Her clothes were scattered across the floor near the bed. Jewelry lay fallen beside the dressing table. The blanket had been dragged halfway off the mattress and crumpled onto the ground.
The entire room looked like the aftermath of a storm.
He slowly rose to his feet again.
He walked toward the clothes on the floor and bent down to pick them up one by one.
His breathing sounded restless now. Uneven.
His large hands carefully folded her dress before placing it neatly on the side table. But his fingers tightened around the fabric midway, his knuckles whitening slightly.
“It’s fine that you left the party early,” he said, his back facing her. “If you admit your mistake and promise to tell me before leaving next time, I won’t be upset about it anymore.”
He straightened before glancing over his shoulder at her.
Amara said nothing.
A tear slid silently down her cheek.
Elias stared at it.
Then he abruptly looked away again, his shoulders stiffening.
A few seconds later, he turned back around once more, as though he physically couldn’t stop himself.
“It’s fine.” His throat moved slightly as he swallowed. “Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to inform me before leaving.”
He bent down and picked up her jewelry from the floor one by one, placing each piece carefully onto the dressing table.
“You don’t have to admit any mistake either,” he continued quietly. “It was my fault.”
His brows pulled together tightly.
“I’ll be more careful in the future. I’ll arrive on time and leave the parties with you. I’ll keep an eye on you. Whenever you want to leave, I’ll leave with you.”
Then he looked at her once more.
“Amara…” his voice lowered. “Let’s make up, okay?”
Amara didn’t answer him.
Didn’t even look at him.
