Nathan’s POV

The night dragged on in silence. Adina eventually drifted into a shallow, restless sleep, her breathing uneven. I stayed beside her, my arm wrapped around her waist, eyes fixed on the faint glow of the moon through the curtains. Every so often, she would stir a soft whimper, a quiet tremble and I would tighten my hold, murmuring reassurances until she settled again.

I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t. The dream she’d described replayed in my mind like a curse. The woman she saw, ...