ADRIAN'S P.O.V.
The air was suffocating, heavy with unspoken fears, and Teresa's quiet sobs cut through the oppressive stillness like a blade. Each sound from her was a visceral reminder of the chaos unraveling around us. My chest tightened, a sensation both alien and unwelcome. I wasn't accustomed to emotions like this—raw, unfiltered, and painfully human. But seeing Teresa in this state, her tears falling unchecked as she clutched at the void where her child should have been, shattered something inside me I didn't know existed.
