Elsa
Two days had passed since Adam left for the Wind Pack, and I hadn’t heard from him. He had called me when they first arrived in the area, but after that, nothing—complete silence.
My worry grew with each passing hour. The fight shouldn’t have taken this long. I tried to reassure myself, thinking maybe they were laying low, strategising. But the longer I went without hearing from him, the more my heart filled with dread.
I had tried to get James to tell me something, anything, but he claimed he didn’t know what was happening. Deep down, I knew he wasn’t telling me the full truth, but without proof, I was left in the agonising wait.
It was the third day when I finally received a knock on my door. I had been resting, though sleep came in fitful bursts. James stood there, his face p
