Aurora’s P.O.V

The moment I saw Caleb pushing through the chaos, his face twisted in desperation, my heart clenched. He was running toward me, his eyes locked onto mine, but I knew—this wasn’t about me. Not now. Not when there were others who needed him more. My throat burned as I screamed at him, my voice raw and desperate.

“Save the others! Caleb, don’t—just go!”

For a second, he faltered, torn between me and the others still bound by the cold stone wall, ...