Astrid’s POVAs we neared the dungeon, the cold air wrapped around me like a warning, and my steps faltered. The weight of what I was about to do settled heavily in my chest, making it hard to breathe. I was nervous — no, I was scared. Giselle was down there, the woman who had torn our lives apart, and I had to face her alone.Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt warm air fanning the side of my face. I blinked and turned, only to find Killian standing so close, his face inches from mine. His breath was warm on my skin, and for a moment, the world narrowed down to just the two of us. My heart skipped a beat. The closeness, the way he was looking at me—it made me forget, just for a second, about the darkness waiting ahead.“Astrid,” he whispered, his voice soft and full of concern. “Are you sure about this?”His eyes searched mine, his brow furrowed with worry, and for a brief moment, I wanted to say no. I wanted to lean into him, let him shield me from everything. He always had a
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