Caleb X Mc Novels & Stories

Just preparation for complicated emotions he was still learning to navigate with grace instead of jealousy. The Great Hall doors opened. The entire room went quiet. That heavy, expectant silence that meant something significant was happening. That meant everyone was watching. That meant whatever came next would be analyzed and discussed and turned into gossip within minutes. Caleb entered. He moved with Miguel's familiar grace but sharper confidence. The kind of presence that came from knowing exactly who you were. From having died and returned. From carrying memories across lifetimes and refusing to apologize for complexity. My Eclipse mark flared. Not painfully. Responding. Recognizing. Ce