HANNAH POV
The knock came in the morning, interrupting my sleep. I didn’t even know how I drifted off to sleep. The knock startled me and I was up on my feet in seconds.
“Hannah.” I froze at the sound of my name. I recognized the voice immediately. Calm and also controlling. It was Kael.
“Breakfast is ready.” I didn’t answer.
For a moment, there was only silence. My heart thudded painfully against my chest as I waited, unsure of what would come next.
“Hannah,” the voice came again, firmer this time. “You are expected downstairs.”
I swallowed hard, and my throat suddenly became dry. My fingers dug into the fabric of the bedspread as fear crept slowly up my spine. I thought of the paper they had slid across the table earlier. The words burned into my memory. The way they had looked
