Chapter 112

And so, the days rolled by—slow, merciless, and heavy with silence. Edric’s every attempt, every desperate effort to find out what was going on inside Dominic’s house ended in bitter failure. It was as if the universe had closed every door, sealed every crack through which even a whisper of truth could escape. There was no word about Alora. Not even a glimpse. Not a new. Not a message. Nothing.
His heart ached in ways he hadn’t thought possible. He missed her more than words could hold. It wasn’t just missing—it was an ache so deep it burned through his chest. Every breath felt wrong without her presence. Every night passed like a punishment, every morning brought only the painful reminder that she was gone, out of reach, out of sight, and maybe—just maybe—out of his life.
And then, before he could make sense of his sorrow, the day arrived.