Once we were sure Bryan had left for good, Asher returned to handle urgent matters, promising he wouldn’t be long. Relief washed over me as I entered the packhouse, feeling the day’s weight pressing down. I climbed the stairs to our bedroom, craving the comfort of warm water. In the shower, I let the droplets wash away the grime and unease from the dungeon. Afterward, I dressed in soft clothes that felt like a hug. Seeking a momentary escape, I curled up with a book, losing track of time.
Eventually, a gentle voice called me for dinner, pulling me from my thoughts. I joined Beau and Lily at the table, their familiar faces bringing an unexpected discomfort amid the day's seriousness.
As soon as I stepped into the room, I noticed Nadia's attempt to maintain a brave facade; her forced smile
