(Chapter 54:Mira's Pov)
The world around me blurred, the weight of Lorenzo's words settling in like ice in my veins.
They're after your uncle, Caelyn.
I didn't hesitate.
"We have to go."
Lorenzo's jaw tightened. "Mira—"
"No." My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn't bring myself to care. "We're not debating this. We leave now."
A muscle ticked in his jaw. "This could be a trap."
I knew that. Of course, I knew that. Callidus wasn't careless—he was calculated, patient. If he wanted Caelyn, it wasn't just for revenge. It was for me.
I forced my breathing to slow. "If we wait, he's dead."
Lorenzo exhaled through his nose. "Vincenzo?"
Vincenzo was already pulling his weapons from his belt, twirling a blade between his fingers. "I say we crash the party."
Lorenzo didn't look convinced, but he knew there was no stopping me.
"Fine," he muttered. "But we do this my way. No rushing in blind."
I didn't respond.
I was already moving.
