Chapter 28
Chapter 25 – Luna Knight The safehouse was nothing like Cassian’s estate. No glass walls. No pristine views. No art. No wine collections. No haunting memories wrapped in silk sheets. Just concrete and silence. A single hallway led to three rooms. The power flickered when the generators kicked in. The air smelled faintly of dust and metal. Outside, the world burned in headlines and riot smoke. Inside, I waited for the war to reach our door. Anna was safe. At least, that’s what Steven said when we arrived. “She’s been extracted. New ID. She's in Santorini with trusted contacts. Secure line only.” I hadn’t spoken to her. Couldn’t. Not yet. My mother would trace the call. She always could. But for now, I let myself believe Anna was safe. Because if I didn’t—I would break. Cassian h
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