The weight of uncertainty pressed down on me like a heavy cloak as I perched on the tree outside Silver's room, torn between the desire to see her and the fear of what I might find within. She had been distant since our arrival in Percando's territory, her sadness a palpable presence that hung in the air like a dark cloud. Guilt gnawed at my insides as I wondered if I should have intervened and helped them escape, if I could have spared her this pain.
My thoughts churned with questions, each one more agonizing than the last. Did she resent me for imprinting on her? Did she harbor anger towards me for the chaos that had befallen her life? The uncertainty gnawed at me like a hungry beast, devouring any semblance of peace or clarity.
