Chapter 49 Small Warnings

• Blake POV
• We pull up outside a small cafe, the early morning light just starting to filter through the buildings. It’s quiet, almost serene—completely different from the chaos we’ve just left behind. It’s almost seven now, an early breakfast, but this is more than just food. Things need to be sorted, and I’ve got a feeling it’s not going to be easy. Alissia, for all her stubbornness and control, has been brushing everything off like none of this is serious, like she’s untouchable.
• We order, then sit at a table near the window. I watch her, the way she casually smiles, like the weight of the past few days hasn’t affected her. It’s like she’s built this wall, one that even danger can’t crack. And I get it—she’s stuck in her ways, doesn’t want to admit she’s vulnerable. But this? This is different.