EMBER'S POV
We return to the penthouse in a daze.
The space feels different now. Lighter, maybe.
Like the weight of everything that's been pressing down on us has lifted slightly, leaving room for something that might be hope.
Knox disappears into the bedroom to change, and I drift to the window, looking out at the mountain vista that's become so familiar over the past few days.
We have one day left, or is it two? What does the new 30-days probation mean for us? For me.
The snow is falling gently, coating everything in white, making the world look clean and fresh and full of possibility.
I'm free.
The words still don't feel real.
I'm free and Gale is in custody and my mother's schemes have collapsed and the council has cleared Knox's name and—
And none of it matters if I can't fi
