BLOODSTAINED HEARTS
“Are you sure you can handle the view from the rooftop?”
My heart pounded, a hummingbird trapped in a gilded ribcage. Was he offering an escape, a taste of freedom? Or was this another test, another weave in the intricate web he was spinning?
Taking a deep breath, I swallowed my fear and met his gaze, a spark of defiance igniting in my own eyes. “Lead the way, Don Alexei,” I said, my voice steady, “and I’ll show you this sparrow has wings of her own.”
As we ascended the winding staircase, the sunlight filtering through stained glass windows casting kaleidoscopic shadows on the polished marble, I knew this was just the beginning.
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