Maria.
I slipped into my room quietly, my body begging for even a moment of rest. The door closed behind me with a soft click, and only then did I allow myself to breathe properly. As my eyes drifted around the room, a strange detail caught my attention almost immediately, the other bed was untouched.
Galen's bed was nearly as neat as it had been earlier, the sheets barely disturbed, the pillow uncreased. She hadn't slept here.
The realization settled slowly. It was surprising… and yet, not entirely. Galen had been acting strange for days now, coming in late, leaving early, her eyes always guarded, her movements tense. Still, seeing the physical proof of her absence made something uneasy twist in my chest.
I didn't have the strength to dwell on it.
