Grey and empty. Completely hollow. Like every spark of life, every trace of the fierce woman I loved, had been extinguished.

“Kira.” My voice broke on her name.

She didn’t react. Didn’t even look at me. Just stared at the wall with those dead eyes.

Terror spiked through me. “Kira!”

I was across the room in seconds, my hands shaking as I reached for her face. The silver chains burned my hands, but I didn’t care.

“Kira, love, look at me. Please.”

Slowly, so slowly, her ...