Narine's POV
The second day rolled in, and still... There was no sign of Sargis.
I remained by the window, barely moving, watching the pale sun rise and fall in a haze of golden clouds. Time didn't feel real anymore. The room now felt colder. I held on to the windowsill, watching the sun retreat behind the clouds.
Lupercus' words echoed like a haunting lullaby in my mind.
"Do not attempt to give him hope if you know that at the end of the day, you would never see yourself with him."
Those words struck somewhere deeper than I wanted to admit.
Do I see myself with him?
As a mate? As his equal? As someone who would stand beside him through fire and storm, through thorns and roses? Could I truly be someone who held his heart without crushing it under the weight of my own brokenness? Was
