Selene moved through the quiet forest, the night heavy and still around her. The memory of him, of that night, her fingers twisted the edge of her sleeve. Her cheeks still burned, her pulse quickened at the memory, each detail of that night replaying like a wild dream. She hadn’t known she could feel so bold, so reckless, so alive in a single moment. The thought made her blush, small and guilty, and a warmth bloomed inside her that had nothimg to do with the fire in the tavern. Her hands trembled slightly as she pressed them to her chest, trying to calm the fluttering in her stomach. She had crossed a line she never imagined, and somehow… she didn’t regret it. She finally made her way back to the cabin, her mind spinning from the memories. The quiet of her little space felt different now, charged with something she couldn't name, something new. She slipped through the door, hoping to be invisible. “Finally,” her aunt's husband sneered, emerging from the shadows of the kitchen. “Did
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