Chapter 82 Good Morning,Sir
- Andrea walked into the guest room with a tray of food for Elena and found her curled up on the bed like a worm. As she watched, Elena's gaze remained glued to the window.
- Andrea took a deep breath and approached Elena with soft footsteps. "Lena," she called out gently.
- "Mhm," Elena replied, her voice barely above a whisper.