Daphne
The door clicked softly behind us, shutting out the world, and with it, the noise, the threats, the tension still buzzing in my bones.
I stood in the middle of Gavin’s cabin, unsure if I was about to collapse or cry. My body was tight with exhaustion, but I couldn’t stop shaking. Not from fear—but from the unraveling of everything I’d held in since the confrontation with my father. The mark at my neck still tingled, a gentle reminder that I wasn’t alone in any of this.
Gavin crossed the room and reached for me without a word. His arms wrapped around me, grounding me like they always did. My head pressed to his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. That rhythm became mine.
“You’re safe now,” he murmured, his lips brushing the crown of my head. “I’ve got you.”
That wa
