The news from the servant seemed surreal to Erick.
Vividly, he recalled Elinâs plans to pursue her studies locally.
Annisâ eyes went wide.
âMr.
Foster, Elin left for her studies.
â
âIâm aware of that, Annis, but where exactly?â
Annis replied, âIn Uchaesau, Mr.
Foster.
â
Upon hearing this, Erickâs already cold gaze sharpened, a wintry chill emanating from him.
âShe.
Why Uchaesau of all places?â he questioned, his throat constricting.
Annis let out a weary sigh.
âShe felt the universities there were a better fit.
She wonât be home for the holidays and even considered flying me out to join her.
â
Acceptance settled heavy on Erick.
Elin was indeed an ocean away.
With barely a murmur, he questioned, âThen why strip her room?â It wasnât a permanent goodbye.
Why then, had her space been emptied?
Elinâs delicate nature was known to him.
The emptiness might wound her upon her return.
Erickâs face was an icy mask as he pressed, âWho decided to clear out Elinâs room? Was it my father?â
His tone laced with ire, Erick turned to leave.
âOn the expansive Foster grounds, are we in such dire need of this one room?â
Annis, noting Erickâs resolve to seek answers, called out, âMr.
Foster, Mr.
Foster!â
Annis finally caught up to Erick, out of breath, and revealed, âElin emptied the room herself.
â
Erick paused, stunned.
âShe did?â
âYes,â Annis confirmed, nodding.
âShe handed me a sum, her unspent allowance and savings from part-time work.
Together we found a small home in the suburbs.
She planned for a fresh start there, away from the Foster estate upon her return.
â
This revelation hit Erick unexpectedly.
Elin had made a decisive move.
Purchasing her own place, she had cut ties with the Fosters definitively.
Confusion clouded Erickâs thoughts.
Elin hadnât appeared resentful before⦠Why would she.
She had slipped away, leaving no words behind.
It dawned on him that she sought distance not just from his family, but from him as well.
Years of friendship dissipated in silence.
Her departure was indeed merciless.
Erickâs eyelids were heavy, his face etched with fatigue, devoid of any hint of wrath.
Silently, without bidding Annis farewell, he turned and walked away.
Annis watched his retreating form, a pang of worry tightening in her chest.
A thought struck her suddenly.
Perhaps Elinâs withdrawal from the Foster fold was for the best.
The seasons cycled, spring gave way to fall.
Erick buried himself in work, the days blurring in a flurry of activity.
Until a message from a representative from Uchaesau arrived, proposing a collaboration with the Foster familyâs shipping empire.
Uchaesau was far from Swynborough, and after calculating the costs, it became clear that this route was not profitable and was even likely to result in a loss.
Historically, the Foster Group hadnât entertained the thought of venturing into the Uchaesau market.