Chapter 10: Whispers of Truth

The faint light of dawn was just beginning to filter through the high window when the scrape of the cell door bolt broke the fragile silence. I jerked awake, my body stiff and cold from a night spent on the stone floor, my hand still resting against the wall where I had felt his presence. On the other side, I heard a corresponding shift, a sharp intake of breath. The connection, so raw and intimate in the darkness, was about to be severed by the harsh light of day. The door swung open to reveal...