The atmosphere between Wei and Mei Lan had shifted in ways that both of them felt but hadn't yet fully understood. The weight of her confession lingered like a ghost in the room, but they had moved forward, closer than before. Despite the tension of the Shadow Sect looming over them, they had found solace in each other, even in the smallest of moments.
Days passed in a blur of training, strategizing with Mr. Shen, and the occasional sparring session in which Lin often joined them. The nights, however, were when Wei felt the tension most keenly. The quiet moments between them stretched on, filled with unsaid words, and glances that held more meaning than either was ready to admit.
