Elsa
"I promise I’ll come back to you, Elsa," Adam repeated, his voice steady but his eyes betraying the turmoil within. His words struck me like a lightning bolt, piercing through the fragile hope I clung to.
My chest heaved with sobs, and tears flowed freely down my cheeks because deep down, we all knew the truth: no one could make promises like that, not in times like these. The world was too uncertain, too cruel.
He lingered at the door, his hand gripping the frame as if it were the only thing tethering him to me. Then, he turned around, his eyes locking onto mine, filled with a fierce determination that both comforted and terrified me.
Slowly, Adam reached out, brushing away my tears with his thumb. His touch was warm and gentle, in stark contrast to the storm raging outside and
