C57 Destroy Roman!

Aarhea’s Point of View

The night stretched long, heavy with silence.

I sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the flickering fire in the hearth. My thoughts were a storm.

Roman wasn’t backing down. He wouldn’t.

Jake stood by the window, his silhouette cut sharp against the moonlight. His voice came low, steady.

“He’ll strike again, Aarhea.”

“I know.” My hands curled into fists on my lap