Chapter 69 0069

• HENRY'S POV
• The friction hung in the air long after I had walked away, the echo of my confrontation with Liam reverberating through my thoughts. Niyla’s face haunted me, a mixture of pained sympathy and resurfacing anger at what had transpired. I thought of her standing there, a tether between us, and I couldn’t help but feel the weight of our history bearing down upon me.
• I sat alone in the library, buried in a sea of textbooks that I scarcely heard rattling through my mind. My thoughts spiraled endlessly back to that courtyard. Was I losing her for good, or was my warning enough to make Liam reconsider? The silence in the library was overwhelming, giving me too much space to contemplate the impossible.