Chapter 195

Tatiana

I opened my eyes to the world that once killed me. The world that I once believed to be my own, and yet now a world that I knew that I did not belong in. A world that I wanted nothing more to end. A truth that I wanted nothing more than to destroy.

I felt nothing.

No heartbeat, no warmth, no comforting pulse beneath my skin, only a vast, endless coldness. And nothing. Could fill that vast emptiness that had formed in my chest.

Giovanni called this resurrection. He called it love, he called it sacrifice. But all I saw was darkness, emptiness, an unending void where a heart should have been beating. But I knew this. It was going to be my redemption, the one way that I could end them all.

Slowly, I lifted my hand, studying it as though it belonged to someone else. Pale skin stretched over bones, unmarked, untouched by the flames that once consumed me. My fingers trembled slightly, memories flickering through my mind like shadows, incomplete,