KATHERINE POV
The train hummed beneath us, a steady lull that should have soothed me, but my chest was still buzzing with Verona.
God, Verona.
I couldn’t stop replaying every second—the balcony, the arena, the names on the wall. The way Kyle’s words had burned on stone: for my kitten, my love, my everything. I’d laughed through tears when Kingsley mocked him, but deep down, I wanted to tattoo those words on my skin.
It was too much. Too much love, too much care, too much everything. My body didn’t know what to do with it, so it vibrated in my veins until I thought I’d combust. Maybe it was hormones. Maybe it was Hathor pouring joy into me until I could barely breathe. Either way, I wanted to sob with gratitude, and the only thing that held me together was the steady pressure of their h
