No matter how hard I tried to hide it, she had become the center of my life. I couldn’t deny it anymore.

“I’m fine,” she whispered, pulling away. Her rejection cut deep, the hatred in her eyes sharper each time we met.

Then I noticed Vera. She stood in the open, lightning flashing around her as she chanted strange words, eyes fixed on the sky.

“What is she doing?” I asked Sansa, hoping for an answer.

She stayed silent, refusing to meet my eyes. My anger rose.

“Are you behind ...