Fiona
“I still remember that night as if it happened yesterday. Some memories fade with time. Faces blur. Voices become distant echoes. Even pain softens eventually… but not that night. That night remains as sharp as a blade inside my heart.
It began with a knock on my bedroom door. It was long past midnight as I had told you and the entire pack house had fallen silent. The halls were empty, the servants asleep and even the guards outside had settled into the stillness that only comes after midnight.
I was reading when the knock came, three soft taps and something in my chest tightened immediately. I knew that knock.
"Didi?" I whispered.
The door opened before I could answer.
The moment I saw him, I knew something was wrong. My brother looked exhausted. Not physically, emotionally. I
