The Sin of His Obsession
They weren't free, but the narrative was shifting.
Suddenly, a new voice crackled over the Captain’s radio—urgent, panicked. "Captain! We have a breach at the old Museum of Urban Planning. A fire has broken out in the main hall. And... we have a body. Female. Confirmed ID: Isabel."
A collective gasp escaped them. Isabel. The broken queen. She hadn't run. She had stayed behind to create a distraction, a final, fiery defense for them. Her betrayal, it seemed, was only for the man who had destroyed her.