Kaelira had not slept properly in five nights. At first, she blamed anxiety, then shifted the blame to stress and finally to the lingering memory of Kael himself. But eventually even she stopped pretending that was all it was because this felt deeper than missing someone. It was constant, persistent like something beneath her skin refused to settle no matter what she did.
She sat near the window of her bedroom long after midnight, wrapped in a thin robe while cold wind drifted softly through the open curtains. Below, the estate grounds rested in silence beneath silver moonlight. Everything should have felt peaceful. Instead, restlessness clawed at her chest with increasing intensity. She hated it. The strange ache, pull, the way her body kept reacting every time she thought about him.
Ka
