Xander
Morning arrived, painting the world in soft, golden light. Eli had kept his word, ensuring Mike was safely handed over to Caleb before they departed. It was a promise fulfilled, yet it weighed heavily on my heart.
Sitting through the meeting afterwards felt like a punishment. Every moment was a struggle against the memories Caleb’s presence stirred within me—memories of the pain he had inflicted, the betrayal that cut deeper than any wound.
Did he think I was dead? Perhaps. If only I could erase the part of me that still carried those scars.
After the meeting, I retreated to my office, leaving Nala undisturbed in our room. She was still curled up under the covers, her peaceful expression a reminder of how much she needed the rest.
Yesterday had been overwhelming for both of u
