ASHVIN’S POV
Standing there, watching the car pull away with my mother and Zahra-Rose inside, didn’t sit right with me.
It felt wrong.
Every instinct in me screamed it.
I turned to her sister, my jaw tightening slightly.
“You need to follow them,” I said, my voice firm but controlled. “Keep your distance. Let me know where they go, and everything that happens.”
It was a lot to ask.
But I wouldn’t rest easy if I didn’t know Zahra-Rose was safe.
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” she replied immediately, squeezing my shoulder in reassurance. “I’ll stay on them.”
I nodded once as she walked away.
Zahra-Rose has been through too much.
Far too much.
And watching her walk into more… it does something to me.
Something I don’t like.
‘She deserves better,’ Zen muttered within me, his v
