|Carmella|
I kept my breathing steady, forcing myself to remain calm as I strained my senses, trying to picture what might be unfolding beyond the walls of this soundproof celll. But the thick silence gave nothing away. Not a single clue.
Had Camilla made it out? The thought gnawed at me. Did Killian manage to get her to safety? What about…Mother? Martha? The faces of those I cared about flashed through my mind, each one tightening the knot of anxiety in my chest. I prayed they were all safe, that my decision to stay behind would ensure their escape. My heartbeat drummed loudly, echoing in the tense quiet. Every measured inhale felt like it might betray my thoughts.
And Father. Why did they suddenly became Marcus…hostage?
I couldn’t bring myself to finish the thought. The sharp clank
