Ember felt the weight of someone's presence lingering around somewhere long after Nyx left her that night, her heart torn between relief and a rush of emotions she couldn't comprehend. She remained motionless, a statue she carved out of her own to protect herself and her child, Axel.
Although seemed motionless all the time, her inner self became much stronger, her senses heightened, perceiving every subtle shift in the air, every sound that echoed through the mansion's corridors. Fear pulsed through her veins, yet determination anchored her to this facade of stillness.
Hours passed, the room remained quiet. Ember's mind raced, a whirlwind of thoughts and memories colliding within her. She recalled that soldier's voice, the warmth in his tone, the inexplicable connection she felt when the
