Diana’s POV
The world shattered around me in a blur of sound and chaos, horns screaming, people shouting, tires shrieking across burning asphalt.
My knees throbbed. My hands were scraped raw. I couldn’t even cry, just stared at the cracked blue of the sky.
For a moment, I thought I was already dead. I closed my eyes, trying to float above. But nothing came.
No light. No tunnel.
Just the sharp, acrid smell of scorched rubber and exhaust.
When I opened my eyes again, Kael’s car door was flung wide, and he was running… No, charging toward me like a storm let loose, his face contorted in panic, chest rising and falling.
“Diana!” he shouted, dropping to his knees beside me.
His hands hovered over my shoulders, trembling like he was afraid to touch me, afraid I’d vanish if he did.
But t
