Chapter 93

Lysandra’s POV

It was crazy.

I knew I was crazy.

I paced across the room for what felt like the hundredth time, my bare feet pressing against the cold stone floor while my thoughts kept circling the same argument over and over until my head started hurting again.

Genevieve was gone now.

The room felt too empty without her presence inside it. The fire continued burning near the wall, casting shifti