Zane’s POV
Zane couldn’t stop thinking about Leona. There was something different about her lately—a quiet, distant kind of strength. It was as if she was slipping away from him, caught in a world of her own thoughts, her own quest for answers. The weight that had always been present on her shoulders seemed heavier now, more pronounced. She was no longer just the woman he loved; she was someone on the edge of something much larger than them both.
He had seen her struggle before, but this felt different. The curse was broken. The mansion was gone. So why did it still feel like they were in its grip? Why did the shadows that had haunted them for so long still feel alive in their hearts, lingering just out of reach?
Zane didn’t have an answer to that. And that lack of understanding made hi
