Skye POV
Knowing that Chaos was in a cell overwhelmed me. I could feel the tension in the air, the coldness of the room seeping into my bones.
I understood that it was for everyone's safety, including his own, but I couldn't help but worry. I worried the memories of his past imprisonment would haunt him, and I feared that this new confinement would only reopen those old wounds. As I paced the room with my family, my anxiety grew, and my control over my powers faltered. It felt like a swirling storm inside me, my thoughts mingling with the thoughts of others in the room, threatening to drown me.
Unable to bear the overwhelming flood of thoughts, I wanted to scream. But before I could, my mother's hand gently touched my shoulder, a comforting gesture meant to soothe. I snapped at her ins
