The Weight of Truth

(Neva’s POV)

The silence was thick and choking.

Thalia’s brows tilted higher, her eyes darting from me to Zan and back again like she was trying to piece together a puzzle that suddenly felt too personal.

“What the hell does that even mean?” Thalia muttered, her voice shaky with confusion “Zan?” She turned sharply toward him.

“Please make me understand… You once said you came from the our realm,