I can almost hear your thoughts racing. I misrepresented myself, but it was all for her—the woman who appeared out of nowhere and insisted I had to protect Zayla. It felt crucial, a deep-seated need, as if our fates were entwined.
Even if the council comes down hard on me, Ron assured me he’d shield me from their scrutiny and ignore any calls from my father. I couldn't articulate the magnetic pull I felt toward Zayla, how she made me question everything I knew, everything I’d been taught, and everything I took for granted.
In the short time we’d known each other, it was like her presence had ignited something within me. Her laugh—oh, that laugh was like music! And her eyes sparkled with life, lighting up the room with each smile. Every touch and hug sent electric jolts through me, awake
