*Raylee*
I can’t help feeling nervous and worried as I pace the confines of our room, each minute that ticks by feeling like an eternity. Torren went to check on Raze, and I can’t shake the feeling of dread coiling in my stomach. The chaos still lungers in me… the sounds of the drone, the howls of the people fleeing… it echos faintly, a reminder of the dangers lurking just beyond these walls. But in this moment, I can only focus on the silence that envelops me, punctuated by the memories of the day’s events.
Suddenly, the door swings open, and Torren steps in, his expression seems calm and relaxed. My heart leaps in my chest, and I rush toward him, the worry melting away at the sight of his familiar face.
“Raylee,” he breathes, his voice laced with urgency yet tinged with the warmth I c
