Chapter 43

His arms around me were warm, steady, safe—something I hadn’t felt in years.

“Calm down,” Darius murmured again, his breath brushing against my hair.

But I couldn’t.

Not when everything inside me felt like it was breaking apart and rearranging itself at the same time.

I wasn’t a fool—I knew revenge was dangerous. But it wasn’t just about making Vespera pay.

It was about taking back everything she