Realisation

Rael POV

I can’t help but watch her. She looks amazing, broken, dying, but still fighting.

“She’s going to burn herself out before midnight,” Vane mutters beside me, but I don’t answer.

Maybe she will. Maybe she’ll push herself so hard she collapses under the weight of it all. But part of me knows that’s not who Veyra is. She doesn’t fall easily, even when everything inside her is tearing itself apart.

She straightens slowly, her face pale under the moonlight that’s filtering through the trees. For a second, she sways even more, and my hand tightens into a fist. She doesn’t drop though. She grits her teeth and moves forward again, slipping deeper into the woods, one foot after another.

She’s stubborn. She’s dying. And she still refuses to quit.

I sit back slightly, letting out a slow breath. If anyone thinks she’s going to crumble without a fight, they’re idiots. Even with the bonds burning her from the inside out, even with the heat shredding her focus and body, she’s still moving, s