The Fire That Chose Me
And then, as suddenly as it appeared, it vanished, slipping back into the shadows, leaving only silence in its wake.
Evelynn sank to her knees, the fire in her veins settling, leaving only warmth and exhaustion behind. Aiden knelt beside her, wrapping her in his arms, pressing his forehead to hers. “You did it,” he whispered. “You faced it. And you were stronger than it ever imagined.”
She clung to him, shivering. “I was scared,” she admitted, voice raw. “I thought I would fail.”
Aiden kissed the top of her head. “I know. But fear doesn’t make you weak. It makes you human. And you… you are fire. You are strength. You are everything it can’t take from this world.”