Chapter 93

Callum’s POV

Sleep was no friend to us at night. It was more like a shadow that mocked us, a bitter reminder of the peace we’d lost. Every minute stretched out, endless and heavy, as our minds circled around one agonising thought—where was Valeria? What if she was cold? What if she was hurt? Every possibility tore into me, and all I could do was stay up in my room, drowning in a despair so deep it