Serena’s POVThe house was too quiet when we returned, as if even the walls were trying to understand what had happened. My clothes still smelled of smoke from the explosion, and every step I took stirred the memory of the bunker breaking apart. My brothers walked beside me in tense silence, each one boiling with questions they didn’t know how to ask. My fingers kept brushing against the burned photo in my pocket, the small piece of truth that refused to let my mind rest.Nathan closed the main door behind us with more force than needed, the loud echo shook me. He ran a hand through his hair, pacing from one end of the foyer to the other with heavy steps. Adrian stood still, his arms crossed, eyes sharp as if trying to read every breath I took. Leo stayed closest to me, his presence warm but worried, almost as if he was afraid I would break apart if he stepped away for even a moment.“Sit,” Adrian said, guiding me gently toward the couch. His voice was low and steady, but filled with
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