“Hello,” he said smugly.I squinted. “Do I know you?” Perhaps he was one of the many soldiers I had stitched up and did not immediately recognize.“Not yet,” he said. “But I think we can change that.”He slid into the vacant seat next to me without asking. I recoiled slightly from his closeness.“Le
EvelynLogan hadn’t spoken to me in days.The silence should have been a relief. After all the tension, the arguments, the way his eyes used to follow me like a storm, I thought I’d finally be free of the weight of it all. I should’ve felt lighter, untethered. Instead, I felt hollowed out.It was li
Our ringing silence was answer enough.“I see,” Emma continued. “And I heard you had to save her from a rogue as well. There were two times in that single battle when your safety was at risk because of choices she made. Am I wrong?”“That’s enough,” I snapped.But Evelyn’s voice was quiet when she s
LoganThe scent of antiseptic clung to the canvas walls of the healer's tent and the noise of the healing soldier filled the space endlessly, but it was Evelyn’s presence that grounded me.She sat quietly beside me when she was not out healing others, tending to me among other people, and always ret
I thought I was going to die out there. Alone. Forgotten.Until he came.It was late—moonlight filtering through the trees like silver breath. The camp was asleep, or drunk, or both. I remembered shivering against the post, my eyes swollen from crying, when suddenly, a shadow moved from the treeline
EvelynThe air inside the healer’s tent was thick with the aftermath of so much blood and smoke. The metallic tang of wounded warriors, the low moans of pain, and the muted voices of my fellow medics filled the space like a haunting song. But all I could see—all I could think about—was the man lying