C90 Chapter 90

Elara’s POV

I woke up and reached out instinctively, my hand landing on cold sheets. My chest tightened. Lucas wasn’t here.

For a moment, I tried to be rational. Maybe he’d gone for a run or got pulled into something urgent. But my thoughts didn’t care about logic. My brain whispered every worst-case scenario, flooding me with flashes of the chaos we’d just escaped