Opened Eyes.
Diana’s POV
I heard the wind before I opened my eyes.
Not the hum of machines or footsteps in the corridor. Not even Cameron’s steady breathing beside me. Just wind low and ancient echoing through somewhere that wasn’t here.
And then I realized I wasn’t here either.
The hospital room was gone.
I stood barefoot in a field of golden grass that moved like water beneath a sky I didn’t recognize. Clouds curled like silver smoke. A sunburned red on the horizon.
And in the center of that strange world…
My son stood.
But he wasn’t a baby.
He was older, maybe seven, maybe eight. Same dark curls. Same quiet power behind his eyes. He faced away from me watching something in the distance.
“Cael ” I called out.
He didn’t turn.
He lifted a hand instead of pointing.
I walked t
