Chapter 81 What The Moon Remembers

• Zoey’s POV
• Waking up in this brown room still feels strange.
• The unfamiliarity hits me every morning before my eyes are even fully open. The scent of old wood and herbs, the faint crackle of warmth lingering in the air, the quiet stillness that feels too deliberate to be accidental. It is nothing like what I am used to—and yet, somehow, it is better than the dingy basement I once called a room back in Arrow Heart.