Nikolai.I rubbed a hand over my face before leaning back in my chair. My office was silent except for the faint ticking of the vintage clock on the far wall. Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Thornmoon, but for the past four days, I had barely noticed the view.Every evening, after returning from work, I went to Vena's room, and every time the same thing happened. She tries to leave.The moment she sees me, fear settles into those hazel eyes, and she would struggle to climb out of bed despite her injured ankle. If I stayed on the couch, she would attempt to limp toward the door. If I moved to stop her from hurting herself, she became even more frightened.Last night was no different, she still insisted on watching me, resting against the headboard with the duvet pulled tightly around her che and refusing to close her eyes. Eventually, exhaustion won and she had fallen asleep sitting up.I closed my eyes briefly and sighed. Vena had always feared me, but
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