Chapter 91

• Adrian's POV
• I stood before the map laid out on the table, my fists clenched as my eyes scanned the enemy’s positions. The weight of the situation bore heavily on my shoulders. I should have felt proud to lead such capable warriors. But all I felt was the gnawing ache of loss. Isla’s face haunted me... her wide, confused eyes, the way her voice shook when she told me she didn’t remember me.
• But I remembered her. Every detail. Every moment.