AMARA'S POV
Daniel’s words still echoed in my head.
“Colomba.”
The way it rolled off his tongue made my chest tighten. My whole body froze. My heart hammered hard as my mind scrambled back to that strange message last night. Little dove. The same word. The same language.
Could it be him?
I jerked back, shaking his hand off my waist. “Why did you call me that?” I asked, my voice sharper than I meant.
Daniel only smirked, tilting his head like I was amusing him. “Why? Doesn’t it suit you?”
His eyes gleamed, calm yet carrying something I couldn’t read. I felt unease coil inside me, like tiny flames licking my skin. I didn’t want to believe he was the one behind that message, but doubt crawled through me all the same.
“Don’t joke like that,” I muttered, hugging my bag tighter.
He shru
