Celine’s pov. The villa was quieter without Kaine. Not in the way of missing his footsteps in the hall or his voice in the strategy room—it was quieter in the sense that my soul missed his presence. I could feel the hollow echo of it in my chest, a tug in the direction he’d gone, as if my magic could sense his absence even when my mind tried to ignore it.After he left that morning, Oscar had lingered at the door, uncertain, offering me a hesitant nod before disappearing down the corridor. I’d smiled, trying to assure him I was fine, but I wasn’t sure if I’d convinced either of us.I made my way back to the room Kaine and I shared. The bedding was still rumpled from when he’d left before dawn, his scent lingering like a memory too stubborn to fade. I sat on the edge of the bed, running my hands over the sheets.It was strange, the way grief and strength existed in the same breath inside me now. Since the miscarriage, I hadn’t felt fragile, exactly. If anything, I felt like something
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