Calla’s POV
The thrill wasn’t entirely fading as we drove back to the safe house. If anything, it grew stronger, blending with relief and joy until my entire body was buzzing with energy that needed a release.
“We did it,” I thought. We had managed to pull off a heist in a risky area and got away with valuable evidence that could make a huge difference.
“That was amazing,” Luna said as we parked in front of the cabin, her voice filled with excitement. “We got in and out like ghosts with everything going just as planned.”
“Calla’s planning made all the difference,” Jake added. “She knew exactly what we needed and how to get it quickly, which helped us avoid getting caught.”
Hearing their praise felt great, validating that I was more than just someone who needed protection. But what
