***Nova***
The silence was deafening. I felt the weight of every heartbeat echo in my ears as Ceaser's eyes widened in disbelief. The revelation hung in the air between us, thick and palpable, like smoke swirling from a fire that refused to die down. For a moment, I couldn’t comprehend the weight of his gaze—was it horror, admiration, or something unnameable? I was still in shock at his sudden entrance, and now this.
“No,” Dante's voice cut through the haze like a blade. “You need to leave. Ceaser, if you value her safety…”
But Ceaser wasn’t listening; his focus was entirely on me, and I felt exposed, vulnerable as if my very essence had been laid bare. The ragged clothing I wore felt like a shroud instead of armor.
“Noah? ,” he said slowly, his voice low and strained, “is that even
