I woke up with the same hollow feeling in my chest. Another day, another morning without seeing Vulvan.
I hadn’t seen him since our heated argument, and the weight of it pressed down on me like a curse. His words still echoed in my mind, sharp and unforgiving.
"i don't trust you, zara."
I wanted to hate him for saying that. But I couldn’t—because it wasn’t entirely false.
I was keeping things from him. Things that could destroy him.
What he didn’t know was that Savik had given me poison. A slow, lethal poison meant for him. Every day, I kept that secret, and every day, I felt the guilt clawing at my throat, but i have been playing it off telling myself i had no chioce even though i knew it wasn’t the right thing. I should have told him. Maybe I still could. Maybe if I confessed, he wo
