SARGIS’S POV
Her heartbeat spiked again. I turned toward her instantly.
Something was wrong.
Her eyes were glazed and distant, like she was spiraling into herself. I knew that look. I’d seen it before countless times now.
She stood abruptly.
And so did I, mirroring her as worry bloomed in my gut.
Did I say something wrong?
Did I push her too far?
She was retreating again from whatever memory had clawed its way back into her mind. I could see it. The walls she’d just begun to lower, rebuilding themselves, brick by brick.
She looked around, wild-eyed. Her chest heaved with shallow, erratic breaths. Her fingers curled at her sides like she was trying to anchor herself.
No, no, please…Not after all the progress.
“Hey,” I said gently, raising my hands to show I wasn’t going to touch
