Chapter 23 Lines We Don't Cross
- Kieran P.O.V
- For the first time since this whole mess started, watching her sleep didn’t feel like waiting for her to disappear.
- Her breathing was slow but even. The glow of her mark had settled into a calm, steady rhythm that matched the pulse under my own skin. The constant, invisible yank of the Gate had eased into a hum in the background instead of a hook in my ribs.