C60 Chapter 60

Bastian’s pov

The house was still dark when I slipped out of bed, leaving Melia’s soft breathing behind me. She hadn’t stirred, thank God. I couldn’t afford her waking up and asking questions I wasn’t ready to answer.

Not yet.

I grabbed my phone from the dresser, dialing the number without hesitation as I padded quietly down the hallway, each step deliberate, controlled