BRAHAM'S POV
Last night I couldn't sleep. I stayed still so Millie would think I was sleeping, letting her process her thoughts without trying to be strong for me.
When she finally slept, I was able to check Renan's messages: Emergency Council session scheduled. Three days from now, 10 AM.
I replied: We'll strategize in the morning. Can't leave now—would wake Millie. She has enough on her plate.
Understood. Get some rest. We'll need it.
Then we’ll see tomorrow. Millie cannot be bothered now. She has a lot on her plate and me leaving this bed will wake her up.
The emergency Council session was set for 10 AM in three days, which gave me at least seventy-two hours to figure out what the hell was happening.
……
Renan arrived at my office at five in the morning, looking like he'd been
