Demyan POV
The warmth of sleep vanished the moment I opened my eyes to an empty space.
She was gone.
I blinked fast, trying to make sense of the silence. The blanket where she’d laid was folded gently. The coat I had draped over her… missing. I sat up straight in a rush, my back aching from sleeping against the wall, but none of it mattered.
She left. Alone.
Without telling me.
“What the hell were you thinking, Perin…” I muttered under my breath, already striding toward the door, barely bothering to grab my cloak.
The cold hit my face the moment I stepped out, but I barely felt it. My mind was racing, louder than the wind, louder than my heartbeat pounding in my chest.
She was just recovering from a breakdown. She was weak. What if she caught a fever?
What if someone saw her in th
