When Eliza returned home, lucidity hit her like a bucket of cold water. As soon as she closed the door behind her, she understood the imprudence she had committed: she had invited another man to stay under the same roof. It wasn't just any mistake; it was a transgression that weighed on her shoulders, because now she was a married woman, united under the blessing of the Goddess Luna. Her duty was to be impeccable, her reputation untarnished, and yet... she had allowed a crack to form where misinterpretations could slip through.
