Taboo Guide

Elias made a choice. He pulled his chair beside her, took her hand, and began to talk. He spoke about their first dance, the smell of her lavender soap, the way she used to laugh.

She turned. Her eyes were clouded, but for a split second, they cleared. "Elias? Why is it so cold?" Elias made a choice

The East Wing was still the place where people went to die, but it was no longer a place of hiding. By facing the dark, uncomfortable truth, they brought light into a place that had only known shadows. If you'd like to explore this theme further, I can: took her hand

"No," Elias replied, his voice shaking but firm. "I broke a curse." the smell of her lavender soap