Nyx's Pov

Two months was how long I had been stuck inside Zade’s fortress. Two months of playing the role he wanted. Two months of cleaning, of pretending to bend, of pretending to accept.

But I had something he didn’t realize was my strength. Liam.

He was with me every day, every moment. I fed him, bathed him, and dressed him. He had grown bigger. His cheeks were fuller. His little laugh made me forget everything, even if only for a second. He had even started talking slowly. His favorite word was “mama.” Every time it left his lips, my chest tightened with joy.

That was my power. Not Zade’s...