And with that, I could see in his eyes that he truly meant it—he was ready to let go.
“What about Anna?” I finally asked, breaking the tension a d changing the topic. The thought of her was a jolt back to reality. While we were here, entangled in our own complex web of emotions, she was still out there, a threat that hung over us like a dark cloud. The urgency to deal with her, to eliminate this danger before anything else, surged inside me.
Adam nodded, understanding my shift in focus. “You’re right. Before anything else, we need to end this. Anna is still out there, and we can’t risk everything we have—everything we could have—if she’s lurking, waiting to strike.”
The gravity of our situation settled over us. Whatever lay ahead—whatever decisions we made about our bonds and our shared
