The Weight of Silence
Diana’s POV
The sun had risen by the time we reached the edge of the forest.
Cameron carried me most of the way. I didn’t fight him.
My body ached in places I couldn’t name and my magic had drained me like a dried well. Every time I tried to speak nothing came out.
It wasn’t just the battle that silenced me.
It was everything.
Michael’s ashes. His screams. The ghosts of my past selves now resting inside me like echoes. And Cameron, barely breathing just hours ago, held me like I was the one keeping him alive.
I leaned my head against his chest listening to the steady beat of his heart.
It was real.
He was alive.
But something in me still felt… wrong.
We reached the black car parked just beyond the forest line Gina’s doing no doubt. She always knew how to
