Brandon had insisted they stay in New York for a few more weeks while he continued his underground investigation into the traitors. Little by little, things were falling into place. New leads kept surfacing, and for the first time, it felt like they were getting somewhere.
Growing up in a wealthy family taught Elara something money never could.
The happiest people were not the ones with the most silver and gold.
They were the ones who loved and were loved in return.
If wealth could buy happiness, she would have had more than enough of it. Yet the moments she treasured most had nothing to do with silver or gold. They were in her parents' laughter, the bond she shared with her sibling, the loyalty of her moonallies, and the way Bernard could make her smile without even trying.
Bernard made her world brighter. She knew it, and so did he.
