Chapter 30
- 【Alana’s POV】
- As I spoke, I tried to stand up on my own, but the pain tugged at me. My vision darkened for a moment, and my body swayed uncontrollably, almost collapsing again.
- Dante immediately reached out and grabbed my arm. His palm was broad and warm, the heat seeping through the thin silk sleeve of my pajamas. It contrasted sharply with the anger on his face, feeling like a branding iron that made my heart tremble.