The soft creak of the door made me lift my head before I even saw who it was.“Mateo?” Amelia’s voice was small, fragile, still carrying the echoes of fear and exhaustion from the night before. She didn’t move, not yet, but I could feel her presence through the bond — tentative, wary, like a flower still closing after a storm.I took a careful step into the room, my boots quiet against the marble. My heart twisted at the sight of her — pale, fragile, still trembling slightly as she clutched at the blanket. She looked at me, and for a second, I saw everything that had terrified me in the clearing reflected back in those wide, hazel eyes. She’d survived, but just barely.“Amelia,” I breathed, keeping my voice low. “You’re okay. You’re here. You’re safe.”She let out a shaky laugh, more a sigh than humor. “I am now,” she said softly, eyes dropping to the floor. “Because… you’re here.”I stepped closer, letting the bond hum between us, its warmth radiating
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