I wasn’t sure what had driven me to make the decision. Maybe it was the way the moon hung in the sky that night—so full and heavy, casting everything in its unflinching light. Maybe it was Cassian standing beside me, ready to walk into the heart of it all, no questions asked. Or maybe it was the thought of running. Of being hunted for the rest of my life.
But whatever it was, it wasn’t enough to stop me.
We were leaving. Heading deeper into rogue territory. Heading into the heart of the resistance. And for the first time, I felt a sliver of something different.
I had been ready to fight for my survival. But now Now, I was ready to fight for something more.
Cassian didn’t say anything as we packed, his movements methodical. He didn’t need to. The weight of the situation was hanging in t
