Chapter 56

Maeve’s POV

I stood there, frozen under Franklin’s piercing gaze, the wind whipping around us like it was trying to push me over the edge.

“Do you really think he’ll easily let go of Celeste… for you?”

The question was calculated, his tone gentle in the way predators pretend to be kind. I felt it tear through me quietly, forcing doubt where certainty had lived seconds before.

He had aimed for the