She melted his ice. He destroyed her peace.
She shouldn't have crossed that street.
She shouldn't have looked back.
And he?
He should've let her go.
But fate doesn't wait for permission.
Now she lay silent—wrapped in white sheets stained with something too red, too cruel for a girl like her.
He sat beside her, still as stone, storm in his chest, war in his eyes.
Not blinking. Not breathing. Just listening to the beep of a machine keeping the only good thing in his life alive.
Seraphina
She came into his world like snow—quiet, unexpected, beautiful.
And just like snow… she never should've touched fire.
His grip tightened around her hand.
"Wake up, Snowflake…"
"…or I swear, I'll bring this entire world to its knees."
Far from the hospital walls, a message blinked in red:
Phase Two begins now.
Checkmate is coming.