Chapter 7

ALVIRA's pov

I never comprehended how rapidly someone could infiltrate every aspect of your existence, weaving themselves into your every thought, emotion, and pulse.

Carter did that to me, and to this day, I can not determine if it was magic or madness. Whether by his side or not, his influence dominated every moment, immersing me in a realm I had never envisioned.

Despite the excitement, there was a subtle sense of unease present. It was an unspoken heaviness that felt like a looming storm.

The initial indication of that stress appeared on a peaceful evening stroll. We had recently departed from a charming small eatery, the type that seemed secluded, secure.

Carter and I strolled next to each other down a street bordered by trees, his hand occasionally brushing against mine. He appeared deeply engrossed in his thoughts, his typical calm attitude now replaced by a sense of restraint, as if he was concealing a feeling unique to him.

Suddenly, he inquired, "Have you ever pondered on