Chapter 58

Killian has changed.

Amara senses it in the way he looks at her, as if she is the most precious thing in the world. His eyes are filled with a tenderness so intense it's almost painful to witness, a stare so delicate and fragile that she doesn't even realize he is watching her until she meets his gaze. The way he speaks to her has changed too. His voice, once harsh and hard, is now a gentle murmur, as if he believes she will shatter at the slightest hint of coldness. Every word he utters is wrapped in velvet, so soft and careful, as if she'll break if he speaks any louder.

She doesn't understand what he's trying to achieve with all this. Is this another facade of his? A sick game to make her emotionally weak, only to strike when she least expects it? Hasn't he broken her enough already? She is merely existing now, a broken shell of the person she once was.

The door creaked open as Killian entered the hospital room, only to find Amara staring outside the window with her back turned