DANTE’S POV

“Good morning, my love,” I whispered softly as I turned to my left, where Elara lay just beside me.

She lay still, her eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling. It was like she hadn’t slept since yesterday. Something pulled my heart. “Was she okay? I asked myself. But I forced out a smile.

She hesitated a moment before finally replying, “Good morning, sweetheart.” Her voice was gentle but distant.

I leaned in and kissed her forehead. “Did you sleep at ...