Hannah’s POV
I couldn’t sit still.
Not even for a minute.
My legs kept moving on their own, pacing across the length of the room while my eyes stayed fixed on the door.
Waiting.
Listening.
Hoping.
It had been almost an hour since the maid escorted my mum to Selene’s chamber for her first treatment.
One hour.
But it felt like ten.
Every second dragged painfully slow, like time itself wanted to test my patience.
“What if something goes wrong?”
The thought slipped into my mind before I could stop it.
I shook my head immediately.
No.
Nothing would go wrong.
It couldn’t.
Not after everything I sacrificed to bring her here.
Still…
The uneasiness remained.
Heavy.
Persistent.
Impossible to ignore.
I walked toward the window, pulling the curtain slightly aside.
Outside, the
