Aliana’s POV

I remained by our door, my fingers gently touching the handle.

The corridor was quiet, yet my thoughts were noisy.

Several days had passed since I assumed control.

Days since I shed blood and achieved triumph.

Days have passed since I transformed into the woman Freddy always claimed I would become.

And yet—being here, only inches away from him, I sensed something I hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Doubt.

I inhaled deeply, bracing myself before ultimately opening the door.

The faint light created extended shadows throughout the room.

Freddy was alert.

He leaned against the headboard, his shirt undone, tight bandages encircling his chest.

His face appeared...