ADRIAN'S P.O.V.
I held her hand again, feeling the warmth of her palm against mine, a stark contrast to the icy memories I was about to unveil. Juliette's grip was firm, steadying me as much as I steadied her. Her beautiful eyes burned with curiosity, concern, and an unmistakable determination.
"From this point forward," I said softly, my voice calm but heavy with warning, "the images you'll see are going to be… dark. They won't be easy to witness, Juliette. Prepare yourself; and if you need to stop, just say the word."
Her lips pressed into a thin line, her fiery spirit shining through even in her silence. She took a deep breath and nodded. "Show me, Adrian. I want to understand everything."
I studied her face for a moment longer, my mate, my fierce warrior, and my reason for hope. "You're way stronger than I gave you credit for, Juliette."
