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Clara's hostility

Author: Abi Gail O
last update publish date: 2026-05-20 22:10:42

Elara met Cara in the hallway on her second morning in the estate.

It was earlier than she suspected most of the household had moved because Elara had not slept particularly well and had given up on sleep at half past five and decided that moving was better than lying in the large bed staring at the ceiling. She had dressed quietly and slipped out of her room intending to find the kitchen and make herself tea the way she did at home when the morning felt too large to face from a horizontal posi
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