Chapter 14

Serena POV

I didn’t sleep that night. The storm had returned, soft at first, then fierce, rattling the windowpanes and shaking the roof of the guest room I had claimed for myself.

The wind carried a scent of wet earth and distant pine, a familiar comfort, but it couldn’t drown out the ache in my chest.

Every time I thought of him, Lucien, standing there with her, it felt like a blade twisting inside me. My fingers traced idle circles over my stomach, feeling the tiny, ...