“Logan… he came to find me?” Maya asked, her voice breaking as shock carved through her tone.
Aurora’s lips curved, but it wasn’t sweet it was a smile sharpened like a blade, meant to cut. Her hand reached across the small distance, fingers curling around Maya’s trembling one.
“I have a plan to put this Zarya in her place,” Aurora whispered, her voice low, dangerous, carrying the weight of something Maya couldn’t yet understand. She leaned closer, whispering the detail, the words vanish into silence, a secret between them, forbidden to be shared.
Maya’s breath hitched. At first, she shook her head, her eyes darting nervously. “I...I’m not sure, Aurora. This sounds… reckless. Dangerous. I don’t even know if I have the strength to go through with something like that.”
Aurora squeezed her
