I silently sat at the table designated for us at the reception. Elijah seems a bit busy greeting the people that visits our table. It warmed my heart a bit seeing the bride and groom having fun in their reception, while I just enjoyed my solitude.

At the middle of the speech of their friends, I felt Elijah’s hands on my palm above the table. My eyes quickly turned to him, a bit startled. I put my hand under the table then he held it again.

”Hmm?” Biting my lip I asked, because I ...