Chapter 123:

The Iron Cage and the Will

Elira

Florida dragged me back into the small, cold room. The heavy door slammed shut behind her with a hard, final sound that resonated through the stone walls. I turned to face her immediately, allowing no space for retreat. Her eyes burned with a mixture of raw anger. I let a small, dismissive smile cross my face and took a slow step closer, keeping my shoulders deliberately steady and relaxed.

“Anger really doesn’t look good on you, Florida,” I ...