Kael’s POV.

Mira stood alone by the old fountain, her figure framed by memory. I hadn't set foot in that corner of the estate in years. Not since the night everything changed. She turned when she heard my steps, but didn’t flinch. The air between us tightened. “I didn’t think you remembered this place,” I said. “I never forgot,” she replied quietly.

The same quiet strength. The same fire behind her restraint. I stepped closer, barely breathing. “I used to come here after you ...