Chapter 44
- Zara
- “Mira…. Blackwood.” He paused, a thin smile playing at his lips. “Do you remember what we talked about last time?”
- My stomach twisted into knots. Talked about…? My memory scrambled, trying to connect the dots through the haze of exhaustion and confusion. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling the stiff hem of my uniform skirt brush against my knees.