Chapter 153

Wren's POV

The silence came back like a ghost I thought I'd buried.

It started as a distant numbness-a soft ringing in the back of my skull-but quickly swelled into the kind of silence that pressed against my eardrums like a scream I couldn't hear. No footsteps. No wind. No voices. Just the cruel quiet I thought I'd left behind in prison.

Theron had come in.

But I hadn't heard it. Not the creak of