I stood frozen in the doorway, unable to tear my eyes away from the grisly sight before me. Caesar's body was a mangled mess, and the stench of death hung heavily in the air. A sob caught in my throat, and I stumbled backwards onto Kael’s chest.
My mind was racing, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. A wave of nausea washed over me, and I doubled over, retching onto the floor.
Kael tried to comfort me as tears streamed down my face. Then I stumbled out of the room, my mind in a fog. I could feel my world crumbling around me. What Caesar did was terrible, but I knew that he had been used. And now he was gone, snatched away in the most horrific way imaginable.
The days that followed were a blur of grief and confusion. I spent most of my time holed up in my room, unable to face the
