Yara's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding. "Aira? Here? That's impossible—"
Finn cut her off, his voice strained with urgency. "I wish it were. But I saw her with my own eyes, Yara. She's here, and she's looking for you."
"That...She..." Yara stuttered, feeling numb. Her uncle's words echoed in her head.
We've found someone better to take care of things, someone who will get the job done. You just come back home—you've disappointed me enough.
Yara's thoughts spiralled into chaos as she clutched the table's edge to steady herself. The room seemed to tilt beneath her feet. Aira was here, of all places. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. How had she found her here? How much did she know? What did she want? This couldn't be happening. Not now, not after everything. Her throat tightened, making it hard to breathe.
