Chapter 38
Whispers Beneath the Moonlit Sky
The night settled heavily over Moonshadow Ridge, a thick velvet of stars blanketing the valley. The mountains stood like guardians, their jagged silhouettes etched against the silver glow of the moon. Yet, within the sprawling estate where Elena now resided with Damien, serenity was an illusion—one easily broken by the storm churning between them.
Elena stood by the wide balcony doors of her chamber, her hand pressed against the cold glass. Below, the grounds stretched endlessly: winding gardens, courtyards flickering with lanterns, and the distant glimmer of the lake where ripples carried the echo of the wind. But she barely noticed any of it. Her thoughts raced, tangled in a mess of emotions she could no longer untangle.
Damien.
He had bee
