_Mira's POV_
I woke up the next morning feeling restless. The sun streamed through my window, warm and golden, but it did little to lift my mood. Last night had been tense, and Killian’s unexpected visit still weighed on my mind. His warning echoed in my head. Take care of yourself. Was it genuine concern? Or was it something else?
I shook my head and got out of bed. There was no point dwelling on it. Today would be a quiet day, or at least, I hoped it would be. After brushing my hair and putting on a simple dress, I headed downstairs. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and I found my mother bustling around the kitchen.
“Good morning, Mira,” she greeted me with a warm smile. “Did you sleep well?”
I shrugged. “Well enough.”
“Breakfast is almost ready,” she said, turning
