ELODIE’S POV
I woke up feeling… wrong, not pain. Not exactly…just different. My eyes opened slowly, my body still heavy, like I had been pulled under something deep and only just managed to surface again. The room was quiet, the soft light of early morning slipping through the windows, but none of it felt real yet.
Because everything inside me, had changed. I inhaled slowly and that was when I felt it. The bond. I froze., it was still there. Not gone. Not broken, but— Different. Weaker and distorted. Like something had cracked and been forced back together in the wrong shape.
My hand moved instinctively to my chest, my fingers pressing lightly against the place where it always pulled the strongest. I waited for the usual reaction, the sharp tug. The overwhelming presence, but this time
