Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Myra paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes darting to the clock on the wall. She muttered under her breath, frustration mounting as the minutes ticked by, making her even later than she already was. With a sigh, she mindlinked Aeron, hoping for an explanation for his delay. But there was silence, no response from him.

Exasperated, Myra made up her mind. She couldn't wait any longer. She picked up baby Allistar, cradling her in her arms. Determined to go about her plans without Aeron, she headed towards the door, ready to step out.

Just as she was about to leave, the door swung open, and Aeron walked in. Myra's initial intention to scold him faded as she noticed the scar on his forehead. Worry etched across her face, she rushed towards him, her voice filled with concern.

"What happened? Are you alright?" she asked, her voice laced with urgency.

Aeron moved away from her, his usual warmth replaced by an atypical coldness. "It'll heal, don't worry about it," he rep