Chapter 6
- ZETIAN’S POV
- It has been five years. Five years since I lost my child.
- The ache never truly faded. It lingered like a shadow, hidden behind forced smiles and buried beneath an ever-growing list of responsibilities. Some days, it was a dull throb at the back of my mind; on others, it came crashing down like a tidal wave, threatening to consume me whole.