Nathan's POV

"It's not a curse, Adina. It's a gift."

The words hung in the air, a profound truth in the face of her terror. I watched her, my heart aching with a familiar mix of love and frustration. She saw her dreams as a prison, a haunting reminder of a future she couldn't escape. But I saw them as a shield, a weapon.

The world we lived in was treacherous and a warning was worth more than gold.

Her tear-streaked eyes met mine, a mix of fear and disbelief. "A gift?" she whispered, ...