Sasha
It's been three weeks since we left the chaos behind, three weeks of quiet days in a camp that feels... calm. It's not home, not yet, but it's a place to breathe, to heal. The tension in my chest has eased a little, though there's still a heavy load in my heart—one I'm learning to carry.
I sit across from Beta Cyrus, his eyes sharp, taking in every word. His XO is by his side, arms crossed and expression unreadable, but I can sense the intensity in the room. Pan stands by the door, watching quietly. His gaze shifts between the group as he listens to the conversation. It's strange, really. I'm here in a place that feels like a temporary home. The people around me have turned into a kind of family, more than I ever expected.
But the news Dael just brought in... well, that shifts eve
