Chapter 71
“You're right,” Rylee said, her voice barely a thread of sound, yet it carried a weight that seemed to still the air in the dungeon. “No more excuses. As a mother, I should be doing whatever it takes to find my baby, and yet I’ve spent more time justifying why I can’t or shouldn’t, rather than just doing it.”
She looked at her hands, the silver light beneath her skin pulsing with a new, restless urgency. She was finally taking accountability, not just for her silence, but for the safety she had sought in her own restraint.
“Dearest…” Wyatt began, stepping toward her, his face etched with a mixture of pride and profound worry.
“No, Wyatt,” Rylee cut him off, her gaze snapping to his. The softness was gone, replaced by a crystalline resolve. “Svetlana is right, and we both kno
