Chapter 21

• Roberta POV
• Moonlight cast mottled shadows on the floor through the leaves. The war had just ended, and the air still reeked of blood. I woke up from a stupor and felt a familiar hand gently stroking my cheek. It was Marcus. His fingers glided over my skin, bringing a wave of warmth, yet also awakening the doubts and unease deep in my heart.
• "Roberta, you're awake," his voice was low and gentle, but I could detect the jumble of emotions within.