Kaelira’s POV
It didn’t stop. No matter how still I stood. No matter how steady I forced my breathing. No matter how hard I tried to ignore it.
He was still there.
Not physically. Not even close.
But present in a way that made distance meaningless.
My fingers tightened slightly at my sides as another pulse moved through me.
Not sharp this time.
Not overwhelming.
Just… there.
I exhaled slowly.
“Stop fighting it.”
Serenya’s voice broke through the silence behind me.
I didn’t turn.
“You think I haven’t tried that?” My voice came out low. Tighter than I intended.
“I think you’re doing it wrong.”
That made me look at her.
She stood by the doorway, arms crossed, eyes fixed on me like she had already figured something out I was still resisting.
“And what exactly am I doing wrong?
