KAIA’S POV
The name didn’t sound familiar to me. Theron. It sounded old—strange and very questionable, in a way that made the hairs on my arms rise. I’d never heard it before, but something about it felt… ancient. Like it belonged to a story much older than either of us.
Leander didn’t say anything for a moment. He just stared ahead, probably lost in thought. Then finally, he spoke again, his voice a little steadier this time.
“I didn’t actually mind that he was gone, to be honest,” he said. “I mean, I missed him a little. He’d been around for most of my childhood up until that day, even if he wasn’t exactly warm. But I also saw it as a good thing.”
I looked at him curiously, my eyebrow arched, and he chuckled softly.
“I mean it. I finally had time to focus on school,” he continued. “
