Amara POV

Cassian insisted I move in with him well, with Eli and me that same night. I didn’t argue. Not because I had no objections but because, for once, I was too tired to fight the logic of it. After everything the break-in, the messages scrawled across my walls, my son trembling in my arms, safety wasn’t something I could afford to gamble with. If moving into Cassian’s world meant Eli could sleep without fear, then I’d step across that line.

Still, I wasn’t sure whether I was ...