Adrian’s POV
The room felt like it had shrunk to the size of a coffin. Every eye was on her. On us.
Kira stood there…small, fierce, chin lifted the way she had recently learnt to pose when she was daring the world to hit her harder. Her voice had been quiet, but it sliced through the heavy silence like a blade.
Her question echoed throughout my body, and my heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought the sound might echo off the blood-stained marble.
Tag along?
I turned fully to face her. Her eyes were steady. Not pleading. Not scared. Just… locked on mine, like she’d already made up her mind and was only waiting to see if I’d try to stop her.
And that was when the real question hit me, sharp and cold.
Why?
Why the hell did she want to go there so badly?
I already knew part of
