Belle's POV The first thing I noticed when I woke up was how quiet the room felt. Too quiet. Like the calm before a storm. I sat up slowly in bed, rubbing my eyes, and felt the heavy silence settle on my shoulders. Outside the dormitory windows, I could already hear the low hum of voices in the corridor. Not just the usual morning chatter. Whispers. Fast. Sharp. Directed. I pulled my coat over my shoulders and stepped outside. That was when the murmurs grew louder. "That's her." "I saw them leave together last night. He looked... different. Soft. With her." "What does she even have that made Orion pick her?" I walked faster. "Maybe she cursed him. Witch blood, they say." "Or maybe she finally opened her legs." I stopped. Just for a second. Just long enough for the words to sti

