Chapter XLIII: Viam Veritatis
Liz finds herself in the familiar haze of a dream, standing in a dimly lit space that feels both ethereal and comforting. She doesn't have to look far—Bennett is there, waiting for her with open arms.
"Bennett," she breathes, stepping into his embrace. His warmth engulfs her, grounding her in the dreamscape. She lifts her chin and presses a soft kiss to his lips, relishing the feeling of being with him, even in this fleeting moment.
Bennett chuckles, his eyes gleaming. "You missed me that much?"
"Every second," Liz confesses. They sit together on the bed that materializes beneath them, and she wastes no time in telling him about what happened earlier at the cathedral. "The organ—it had a hidden compartment. We found objects inside, things that seemed... im
