Chapter 81 The Call That Breaks The Silence

• ZOE
• The storm kept pounding against the windows, as if trying to tear them down by sheer force of liquid fury. The Salvatore mansion breathed a tense silence, one that stretched through the corridors like an animal stalking its prey. I was standing in the hallway when I heard Dante’s voice coming from his study, a voice I had never heard before: low, restrained, almost… broken.
• I didn’t mean to approach, but something in his tone forced my feet forward, step after step, until the half‑open door let a fragment of the call escape.