The cold night air clung to my skin as I walked beside Killian.
I didn’t say much.
Neither did he.
There was a strange stillness between us now—not silence, but something heavier.
My entire world had cracked wide open, and he seemed to understand that I needed to breathe without drowning in it.
Selene was quiet inside me.
Watching.
Waiting.
Not gone—never that—but giving me space to process what she had already revealed.
Killian kept a careful pace, always close enough to steady me if I stumbled.
I clutched his jacket tighter around myself, barely noticing how far we’d walked until the familiar curve of my street came into view.
The porch light was on.
My house stood still in the dark like it had every other night—but it felt different now.
Like a container too small to
