Intriguing
The silence that followed felt thick, almost suffocating. Ellen stood there, her fingers still clutching the napkin, her mind racing for something to say, anything to break the awkwardness between them. Edrick, on the other hand, seemed content to let the silence linger, his gaze steady on her, a small, unreadable smile playing on his lips.
Ellen shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her eyes darting around the room, searching for a distraction. But nothing seemed to offer her an escape. The elegant hall was filled with people, all lost in their own conversations, their laughter and chatter blending into a soft murmur that only emphasized how isolated she felt standing here with Edrick.
Finally, Edrick broke the silence. "I noticed you're alone," he remarked casually, but there was a sharpness in his tone, suggesting he was searching for more.