Sebastian's POV
Watching the mansion's front door close behind her was like witnessing a train crash in slow motion, knowing I'd sabotaged the tracks myself. The sound of the wood hitting the frame echoed in the empty foyer, leaving me surrounded by a silence that pierced my eardrums. The icy gust of wind that had slipped in before she left still hung in the air, chilling my skin through my open shirt.
I stood motionless, my fists so tightly clenched I could feel my nails digging into my palms.
"Sir..." Marcus's voice reached me from the steps, breaking my paralysis. He'd come back down as soon as he heard the door slam. "Gianna just crossed the porch. She's walking toward the road. The storm is getting worse."
"Follow her." My own voice sounded alien, like a hoarse drone from a nightm
