/Elyon

She let out a short giggle and went back to making coffee. I opened my eyes, feeling my cheeks burn.

“I see you haven’t got your cherry popped yet. So sweet.” - Her sarcastic remark made me beet red.

She was absolutely calm - making coffee like nothing had taken place. Like nothing happened.

Her voice made me get back to the time of “now”.

“At times,” - She began, - “I feel like me and Erick are like shadow and light. I prefer the role of the supporter, from side lines, just keeping watch over from shadows. Therefore I’m a shadow. Fully aware of Erics’ fame and success as a good artisan. He is fine, young and in momentum. Has more of the inner “prosperity”, as he once said.” - She grabbed onto the coffee pot handle, - “I’ll take it with us, so we can enjoy chat outside without worrying about refill.”

Niko took cups to the conservatory. With a little fiddling - she opened the side touch pad navigation of the room. After pressing commands in - the soft mechanical sound buzzed. Fr