Sarah's POV
Voices. Raised, heated, echoing up from the floors below like thunder. Eleanor's sharp, commanding tone sliced the air, followed by Adrian's lower, strained responses. And then... another voice.
Another familiar voice I can never forget
Kael.
My heart stuttered, a mix of hope and fear surging through me. What was he doing here?
I pushed myself up slowly, my arms trembling as they always did now, the weakness a constant betrayal. The robe from earlier lay draped over a chair, I shrugged it on over my nightgown, tying the belt with fumbling fingers. The noises grew louder, doors slamming faintly, footsteps pacing. I couldn't stay in bed. Not when the world downstairs seemed on the verge of shattering.
Each step down the hallway was a battle. My legs felt like lead, the pol
