Chapter 64: The House is Gone, but the Curse Remains
Nate’s POV
Everdawn was gone.
The mansion that had stood for centuries—the house that had stolen lives, rewritten history, and nearly taken Emma from me—was nothing more than a heap of shattered stone and dust.
And yet—
Something still felt wrong.
I stood beside Emma, my breath ragged, my chest heaving from the escape. The ground beneath us was still trembling, settling after the collapse, but the air hadn’t cleared.
The weight of Everdawn hadn’t lifted.
If anything, it felt… heavier.
Like something had changed.
Like something had been set free.
Emma hadn’t moved.
Her hands were clenched into fists, her eyes locked on the ruins—or rather, on the space beyond them.
I stepped closer. “Emma?”
She didn’t answer.
Her gaze was d
