ARYA

I couldn’t go back to sleep after my nightmare.

Even when Daxton wrapped himself around me like he always did, my body tensed beneath his weight. My fingers had grazed his wrist, and for the first time, I wished I didn't feel his pulse.

Because it didn't soothe me anymore.

It scared me because it made me feel like it belonged to something that was mimicking his life.

The next morning, I called Elizara.

She was the only one I could trust outside the ...