Mara
We lingered outside Martha’s room longer than we should have. None of us wanted to leave, especially Darian. He stood there, silent and heavy, like grief had rooted him to the spot. Lucian gently urged him to stay behind, to rest, but Darian refused. He needed action. He needed distraction. And so, he followed Lucian to headquarters to face the storm waiting there.
I returned alone to the mansion, and the silence inside was suffocating.
This Chase situation was already spiraling. What had started as background noise was now threatening to tear everything apart. Who would’ve thought we’d lose half our military presence in a single day? Even Vander hadn’t faced anything like this in his reign.
Once inside, I didn’t go to my room. My feet carried me instinctively toward Martha’s. I h
