Chapter 38 I Didn't Want To Imagine It

• Sargis’s POV
• Every second she wasn’t with me scraped another layer off my sanity.
• I paced the length of the room once more, her lingering scent wrapping around me like a bittersweet memory. The floor-to-ceiling windows loomed above, casting pale moonlight across the cool stone floor, creating shimmering patterns that seemed to taunt my restless movements. Each step felt heavy, as if the very air was charged with an unbearable weight. I couldn’t bring myself to sit, my thoughts were a chaotic storm that refused to settle, and each shallow breath I took only deepened the hollow ache in my chest, making it expand a little wider with every fleeting moment.