The memories hit me all at once, as if a dam had shattered, flooding my mind with everything I had tried so hard to forget.
Levi’s face, bright and full of mischief, swam before me. His laugh, his playful teasing, the way he could make the darkest night seem like a game—all of it surged to the surface. But then came the darker memories, the ones that made my chest tighten and my stomach churn.
Ash.
I saw him standing in the center of the Glade, his silvery hair glowing like a beacon under the moonlight. But this time, his eyes weren’t filled with the sharp, calculating amusement I had known so well. They were cold, devoid of warmth, and his lips curled into a cruel smile.
Levi stood in front of him, defiant but afraid. I could see it in the set of his jaw, the way his hands trembled at
