Layla’s POV
I tightened my grip around Sophia’s trembling hand as we moved through the darkened corridors.
Harald walked a few steps ahead of us, his broad frame acting like a living shield against whatever dangers lurked in the shadows.
Sophia’s small body shook beside me, and every time her gaze darted towards the darker corners of the hallway, my chest tightened painfully.
“Easy,” I whispered, keeping my voice soft but firm. It wasn’t that I wasn’t scared, I was freaking scared. I was just doing a better job at hiding it. “We’re safe now. Just focus on my steps, Sophia.”
“I… I can’t help it,” she admitted, her voice quivering. “I saw… I saw his eyes. Emerald green. They-” She swallowed hard and stopped herself.
My heart skipped a beat.
She wasn’t wrong. I had sensed it too, tha
