Chapter 363

• Sabine POV
• The moment I opened my eyes, an ominous feeling settled over me heavy, suffocating, as though I’d been watched through the night. It began as a sharp spike of dread, then slid into nausea, a sudden jolt of panic rippling through my body. I wasn’t used to emotions crashing into me all at once like this, and it took a few seconds before I could steady myself enough to sit up.
• Morning light filtered weakly through Maurice’s room. I scanned it instinctively, half-expecting to find him sitting in the chair beside the bed, keeping watch the way he sometimes did. Instead, I saw his shirt draped over the back of the chair the one he’d worn the night before. Relief and unease tangled together. He had been here. I hadn’t imagined it.