Moira's POV

The enchanted garden pulses with life around me, every flower and herb responding to the magic that flows between Maya, Charlotte, and me like invisible threads.

I kneel beside the Luminarch's Heart flowers, their purple petals glowing soft and warm under my fingertips. 'This place has become more home than anywhere I've ever been,' I realize, the thought tightening my chest with unexpected grief.

"You've spent more time here than in ...