DAPHNE
No matter how hard I try to shove it aside, the Aetherborn's words cling to me like a shadow I can't outrun. I've told myself not to dwell on them, not to give them space to grow, but how do you ignore something when it threatens your life? When it might be tied to Ezekiel?
The more I think about it, the more cracks appear in everything I thought I knew. Uninvited questions slip in and I find myself unable to look away from him.
I watch him as he drives, studying the steady grip of his hands on the steering wheel, the unyielding focus in his gaze, the faint furrow of his brows as if the road ahead hides secrets only he can see. My eyes trace the clean lines of his nose, the firm set of his jaw, the subtle twitch at the corner of his lips. Every detail pulls me deeper, makes it h
