Chapter 66 The Weight Of Secrets

• The cold met me like an ambush. The moment I opened the door to the outside world, the air sliced across my skin, every breath like inhaling shards of glass. My little house creaked under the weight of frost, walls groaning as if they too struggled to withstand the endless winter pressing in from all sides.
• I wrapped my coat tighter, breath fogging before me, and closed my eyes for a moment. The stillness of the street mocked me—snow piled along the road, silence pressing down on everything. No laughter. No footsteps. Just the endless whisper of the wind.
• My hand brushed the ring on my finger. At once, that familiar pull tugged deep in my chest. A breath, a blink—