Valeria

A thousand questions filled my head as I left the meeting room. The air outside the chamber felt too cold, too sharp, as though it wanted to snap me out of the thought that swallowed me. But I didn’t know if I wanted to climb out. Not yet. Not when everything seemed to have just… changed.

I attempted to control my breathing as I walked down the long, echoing hall. My own footsteps echoed softly on the polished flooring, while my thoughts echoed far more loudly—still with Dante's ...