Chapter 93
- Chapter 4
- The morning after her vow felt different.
- The courtyard looked the same—stone cracked from years of footsteps, fig tree heavy with fruit, children running with wild laughter—but for Selena, the colors seemed sharper, the air heavier. Maybe it was because she hadn’t slept. Or maybe it was because the words she’d whispered into the darkness still pulsed inside her like fire.