Nyxia’s POV:
The mall was busier than I expected for a weekday. The bustle of humans going about their day felt so foreign to me now. Once, I had been part of this crowd—just another girl window shopping, grabbing a coffee, pretending my life was simple. Now, everything felt different. I wasn’t the same, and nothing about my situation was simple anymore.
Dominico strode ahead, his broad shoulders cutting a path through the crowd. Even here, surrounded by strangers who had no idea who he was, he exuded power. The kind that made people instinctively step aside, giving him space. The twins walked beside me, chattering away—though not verbally. They had this eerie way of communicating with their eyes—one glance, and they understood each other perfectly.
But something struck me as odd. The t
