The morning sun rises with a soft glow, casting a warm light that filters through the curtains and gently illuminates the room. As I slowly awaken from a restless sleep, the events of the previous night flood back into my consciousness. The urgency of the situation pulls me from the comfort of dreams, and I find myself blinking against the soft light, trying to shake off the remnants of exhaustion. Tristan stirs beside me, his arm tightening around me protectively.
We exchange a tired yet determined glance, silently acknowledging the challenges that await us in the waking world. Visiting the hospital, discussing the confrontation with Walter, and last night's battle still echoes in our minds, we know there's a lot to address this morning. With a deep breath, I sit up in bed, untangling m
