Adina's POV

The world was a spinning vortex of fear and I was at the center of it. Even after Nathan had pulled me from the edge of the cliff, even after he had brought me back to the farmhouse and held me, I was unable to move, to speak. My body was a frozen, trembling mess. He didn't push me, didn't try to force me to talk. He simply held me, his arms that were a warm and safe harbor against the storm of my terror. I lay in his embrace, the rhythmic beat of his heart a steady anchor, until ...