PrefaceThe room smelled like blood and death, but that wasn't what burned my lungs. No, that was the grief — thick, suffocating, and raw. It clawed at my throat, threatening to break me apart.The body in my arms was too still, and getting cold. Crimson stained my hands, warm against my trembling fingers as I stroked her hair. Tangled strands clung to her pale face, and I brushed them away gently, even though I knew it didn't matter anymore.I wasn't sure when the sobs started — maybe when her pulse faded beneath my touch, or maybe when I realized I couldn't fix this. Either way, I didn't fight them. The world was already broken, so what was the point in holding back?A flicker of movement caught my eye, and my gaze locked onto the most evil being to exist, Cale. He stood across from me, her blood splattered on his clothes, his expression hard and unreadable. His presence was a slap to the face — a brutal reminder of everything that had gone wrong.And God, where had it gone wrong? W
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