Elara's POV
I didn't know what Orion was feeling right now. I only knew none of it had anything to do with me anymore.
Samuel and I kept watch at Mia's bedside through the long, hollow hours, the room silent except for the rhythmic hiss and beep of the monitors. We prayed to the Moon Goddess, over and over, a silent litany for her to bring Mia back to us. I lost track of how many times I repeated the words.
When the first pale thread of moonlight touched the windowsill, Mia's lashes fluttered.
"Mommy," she said, soft, barely a whisper. Then, "Uncle Samuel."
I jolted awake, realizing I'd fallen asleep sitting up in the chair. Samuel's suit jacket was draped over my shoulders, heavy and still radiating his warmth. He'd stayed awake the whole night, watching over her while I slept withou
