Tears of Regret

And then—she appeared.

Bianca.

Shaky but determined, she stepped out of the room, one hand trailing the wall for balance. Her face was pale, her body frail, but her eyes… her eyes were burning with desperation as they searched, scanned, reached.

“Lyra,” she whispered, voice trembling, heavy with an ache that filled the room.

Kaelen shot to his feet in an instant, closing the space between them