>>Enya
If someone had told me a month ago that I'd start trusting a man other than Einar, I would've laughed and walked away. As if something like that was possible
Then Ahin came along
He was too quiet. Too guarded. And honestly, I thought he only followed me around because of the job — not because he wanted to.
But over time, the silence between us became something else. Not the heavy, awkward kind. Just… quiet. Comfortable. Like we didn't need to fill the space.
Most days were uneventful. I'd tend to my errands in the isolated part of the mansion, and he'd trail behind without a word — his footsteps always light, always distant enough to give me space, yet close enough to reach me if needed.
I noticed it first when I tripped over the uneven stones in the east garden. I didn't even fall — just lost my balance for a second — and he was already there. One hand steady on my back, the other catching my wrist. I don't even know how he moved so fast.
