Chapter 62

• The night air was thick with tension as we rushed through the crumbling Temple. My mother, weak but conscious, stumbled beside me, supported by Kelvin. His grip on her was firm, protective, but I could feel the distance between us growing with every step we took.
• I had thought that saving my mother from Mike’s twisted plans would be enough to give me peace. But nothing felt right. The chaos of the Temple falling apart, the unsettling way my power still flickered and faltered—none of it felt like a victory. Not when I could feel Kelvin’s reluctance, his hesitation.
• I had hoped that this would bring us back together. But instead, I felt like I was losing him.