Katrina~
I couldn't believe it was real. After all the agony, the endless nights of wondering if I'd ever see him again, here we were, tangled in each other's arms in that ethereal room carved from living wood. The walls pulsed faintly with a soft, golden glow, like the tree itself was breathing in sync with us. Rayma had just made his announcement—something about needing to speak with the adults privately—and they filed out without much fuss, leaving just the four of us: me, Vincent, Nicholas, and Winter.
I turned back to Vincent, my heart swelling with joy. A bright smile spread across my face as I nestled closer, inhaling the familiar scent of him—shadows and spice, with a hint of something wild and untamed. "Vincent," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion, "I can't even tell you how much I've missed this. Being here, with you. It feels like a dream finally coming true after all that nightmare."
