The night was dark and filled with echoes of the recent turmoil, but as I lay next to Zephara, I felt a profound sense of relief wash over me. Despite everything that had transpired, we were safe and together. The room was quiet now, the only sounds being our breathing and the faint rustling of the leaves outside the window. Zephara's arm was wrapped around me, and I nestled closer, seeking comfort in her warmth.
"Are you okay?" I whispered, my voice barely audible in the stillness.
Zephara's hand gently caressed my back. "I'm alright, Leora. Just... processing everything."
I looked up at her, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through the window. There was a mixture of exhaustion and determination in her eyes. I knew she was as shaken as I was, but she was putting on a brave front for my sake.
"I still can't believe it," I said, my voice trembling slightly. "Ava... she was so desperate."
