Chapter 651: Where the Past Waits
Lysander moved the moment Sophia stepped away from the bed.
"Sophia," he called, closing the distance quickly as his hand hovered just short of her arm, as though unsure whether to stop her or simply make sure she didn't fall. "Where are you going?"
Sophia paused, turning slightly to look at him. There was no confusion in her gaze, no lingering haze from sleep. If anything, she looked far too aware.
"I just need to visit somewhere," she said quietly.
Lysander frowned, his eyes searching her face carefully, checking for anything out of place. "You should not be moving around so soon. You just woke up. I haven't even checked you properly."
"I'll be fine, Lysander," she replied gently, but there was a firmness beneath her tone that made it clear she had already made up her mind.
His gaze flickered briefly to Orion, who was still asleep with his head resting against the edge of the bed, his breathing deep and even.
