A Match Baked In Heaven
Sorry for the long break y'all. Life and all. Here is an update.
Things Ainât Like They Used To Be
The beginning of the end started innocuously and unremarkably. There was nothing to suggest that things would be changing. And they shouldnât have been changing either, because everything wasâŚhappiness.Â
Azriel had disappeared soon after Christmas dinner was over and the last of the trifle was eaten, and Elain couldnât find him. However, since she couldnât find Piglet either, she hoped that her boys were together.Â
She had a fun night, singing carols, teasing Nesta along with Cassian, and risking her wrath, because Cassian was hilarious and Nesta was all pissy since Elain and Cassian teamed up for the first round of games. Then, while drinking after-dinner cocktails, everyone played more games, and Feyre and their father won. Rhys and Elain came in second, but Rhys lamented that Azriel wasnât around because heâd beat everyone.Â
âHe is wildly competitive,â Rhys whispered to Elain. âNot surprising considering he is a professional athlete, but that man will win any game.â
It was then that Elain realised how much she missed Azriel next to her. After their silly row earlier in the day, things werenât the same and Elain hated it! She hated that their first Christmas together wasnât perfect. The fact that she even had him with her here, in Rosehall, with her family, having Christmas with all of them like he was part of the family, part of her, was exhilarating enough! She never thought that it would happen; that sheâd be at her ancestral home, with the man she loved, with her sisters, her father, her dog, but here they were. Therefore, while the festivities were still going strong, Elain slipped away from the reception and went to find Azriel and Piglet. Just before she rounded the corner though, she heard Cassianâs voice calling her,