Ember Frost’s POV

There was no way out of this. No right answer—just choices that all came with a cost, and none of them kind.

When I looked up, Eira hadn’t moved.

She looked distant, like she wasn’t fully there anymore. But I didn’t need to ask to know why.

No one needed to ask what was wrong. You could feel it in the way she stayed quiet.

And the truth was, her situation wasn’t any easier than Medina’s.

And just like before, there were no good options.

She had a quiet ...