(Ryder's POV)The cold water beat against my skin, hammering against me relentlessly as I tried to ground myself in the moment. To face all the questions and fears that had been building up inside me all night.It hadn’t just been Simon’s endless prodding and accusations, though that had definitely been where it all started, rather, it was the weight of everything he’d stirred up. And now that the dust was starting to settle, I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable thoughts that kept circling around my head.Kate’s words from earlier echoed in my mind, her gentle question digging deeper than I’d let on... "Do you not want to have kids?"I’d brushed her off. Not because I didn’t want kids, but because facing that question meant facing so much more. It meant facing the role I’d been avoiding for almost as long as I could remember.I leaned against the cool tiles, letting the water run down my face as I stared at the floor, my thoughts racing even faster now.It was so much easier to think th
(Katelyn's POV)Gray morning light began to creep its way up the dark sky and I found myself tiptoeing my way to Ryder’s room, the air still cool and quiet in the house.He was still asleep, curled up under the blankets, his face softened by dreams. For a moment, I just watched him, the rise and fall of his chest, the slight furrow of his brow even in sleep. I climbed onto the bed beside him, lying on my side and snuggling close, just savoring the quiet stillness around us.Gently, I reached up and brushed a lock of hair away from his eyes, feeling the familiar ache in my heart as I studied him. Even in sleep, he seemed troubled, as if the weight of everything was impossible for him to fully shake, even in his dreams.My fingers traced gently across his cheek and his eyes fluttered open.“Hey,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. “What’re you doing here so early?”I gave him a small smile. “I could ask you the same thing. I thought you were going to come back to my room last nigh
(Katelyn's POV)The Fortress loomed ahead as we drove through the early morning mist, its walls stark against the gray sky. It was only 9AM, but I already felt like I'd lived an entire day, the pressure of this moment having weighed on me since the second I opened my eyes. I was so eager to just get this done and behind me now. To wake up every day feeling this stressed was a living nightmare.Tyler was at the wheel, Ryder in the passenger seat, and I was huddled in the back, watching the scenery blur past as we approached the imposing structure. My heart thudded dully in my chest as we got closer, the reality of what lay ahead settling heavily over me.I was trying to stay calm, trying to remind myself of all the things I could control rather than the things I couldn't. And I’d have Tyler and Ryder nearby if I needed them.I'd told them that they didn't have to stay. Today seemed to be all about me, anyway. So there wasn't much point sticking around if they didn't need to.Of course
(Katelyn's POV)As I glanced up, I saw Ryder straighten from his casual perch on the table, his jaw clenched as he watched Simon with a hardened expression. I nudged his leg, looking at him with wide eyes and a slight shake of my head, urging him to keep his cool.With a sigh and a dramatic roll of his eyes, he relaxed a little, though I could still feel the tension radiating off of him.Simon took his seat directly opposite me, setting out a few papers with deliberate precision. “You boys are welcome to go now,” he suggested with a dismissive tone. “The others will be here shortly.”Tyler, unfazed, replied, “No, it’s fine. We’ve got nowhere else to be.”The statement hung in the air, a subtle reminder that I wasn’t alone here and wasn’t about to be. Simon’s expression didn’t change, but a faint sigh escaped him as he settled back in his chair.Silence fell over the room, thick and uncomfortable. No one seemed to want to speak, not even about something as trivial as the weather.I was
(Katelyn's POV)The tension in the room was thick, and I could feel it pressing down on me as I took a deep breath. Helen glanced down at her notes and then back up, giving me a patient, almost gentle look.“We’d like to start by addressing the matter of Harlan and your alleged abduction,” she said, her tone professional but not unkind. “That is, after all, one of the main reasons for our visit.”I shook my head, feeling a sudden urge to redirect them. “That… that isn’t really the beginning,” I murmured, my voice quiet but firm.Helen’s eyebrows lifted slightly, clearly interested. “Alright then,” she said, folding her hands on the table. “Where would you like to start, Katelyn?”I breathed in, steeling myself, feeling the weight of her question settle over me.“I guess... I guess the real beginning was at the Lunar Eclipse Celebration,” I explained, the memory of that first experience flooding my mind. “That... That was the first time that I 'saw' something.”Helen’s eyes lit with cu
(Katelyn's POV)Helen’s pen paused on the paper, her eyes locking onto mine. The hint of sympathy was gone, replaced by a harder, more focused expression.“Harlan found out...” she repeated slowly, as though she were carefully unpacking each word.“Yes,” I replied, nodding. "That's the whole reason he took me, right? He knew about my abilities... He seemed to know more about them than I did. Between him and Doctor Prince, they seemed to have some very high expectations for me.”Roderick’s jaw tightened, and Helen’s brow furrowed as she made another note. Simon, however, looked almost pleased, as if he had been waiting for this part of the story all along.Helen looked up, her gaze piercing but curious. "Doctor Prince?"I nodded. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure that was his name? He and Harlan were talking about me like I was some kind of science experiment. He questioned me on my abilities and the kind of stuff I could do.""Hang on," Simon interjected. "You're jumping ahead now. How did you g
(Katelyn's POV)I looked down at the jagged line running across the table again, my heart pounding as I tried to make sense of it. The crack stretched from the place where my hand had slammed down, all the way across to Simon’s side, the splintered line cutting a stark path across the polished wood.It looked deep. Too deep. “It was probably already cracked,” I muttered dismissively, more to myself than to anyone else, hoping the words might somehow explain the unexpected fracture. For a second, no one in the room responded. They just watched me with unreadable expressions. Still, I could feel the sharp weight of their disbelief.I swallowed, trying to push back my frustration as I clenched my fists at my sides. “I need to take a break from this insanity,” I stated, my voice low and cold. “I actually can’t believe that you’re questioning me on this. I'm the one who was abducted! I'm the one who was snatched from my home! But you come here...” I stopped myself, breathing in a sharp br
(Katelyn's POV)As I walked back down the hall, each step echoed louder than the last and my anger simmered, but I kept pushing it down, trying to stay calm.Tyler and Ryder were right. I needed to keep my cool if I was going to get through this, but I couldn’t help the frustration that tightened in my chest.I came to a halt as voices drifted toward me from the open door of the meeting room. It was Helen, and she was furious.“I am managing this interview, Simon!” she snapped, her voice carrying an edge I hadn’t heard before. “You are making this impossible by antagonizing her at every turn!”A tense silence followed, and then Simon’s voice broke through, defensive. “I’m just trying to do my job! It’s clear she’s hiding something. She—”“If she’s hiding something, we’ll uncover it,” Helen interrupted sharply. “But hurling accusations at her every five seconds isn’t going to get us anywhere. You’re making this process harder, not easier.”Roderick’s voice was softer but firm. “Simon,