Nothing was left of the mansion. The walls that once held so many secrets and broken promises were gone, swallowed by fire and smoke. It wasn't just destroyed; it was erased, as if it had never existed. The air still smelled of burnt wood and ashes, heavy and bitter in my lungs. Victor was dead, gone forever, and the thought made my chest cave in. I owed him my life. Without him, I wouldn't have survived half the things I'd been through. And now… he was just another ghost in the ashes.
My knees gave out under the weight of it all. The hybrid caught me before I hit the ground, his arms strong and unshaken while mine trembled like leaves in a storm. His touch felt too steady for what I deserved.
