That night…
I couldn’t sleep.
The pain in my body had faded slightly, but the tension remained.
Stronger than ever.
I sat by the window, staring into the darkness, my thoughts racing endlessly.
Everything felt like it was building toward something.
Something bad.
My hand rested on my stomach.
“I’ll protect you,” I whispered softly.
No matter what happens.
A knock came at the door.
I didn’t answer.
It opened anyway.
Kael.
“You need to rest,” he said.
“I’m fine.”
He didn’t argue this time.
Instead, he walked closer.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Like I might break.
That annoyed me.
“I’m not weak,” I said.
“I didn’t say you were.”
“Then stop treating me like it.”
Silence.
Then—
“You got hurt today.”
“I’ll survive.”
“That’s not the point.”
I looked at him.
“Then what is?”
For a moment…
He didn’t answer.
But the way he looked at me…
It wasn’t cold anymore.
It wasn’t distant.
It was something else.
Something deeper.
Something dangerous.
And for the first time…
I felt it clearly.
Something had shifted between us.
And whatever it was…
It wasn’t going back to how it used to be.