Selene’s POV

I did not sleep that night.

I stood on the balcony with both hands resting on the railing, staring at the small silver star that had appeared after Dawson disappeared.

It did not move.

It did not fade.

It simply remained there, steady and bright, as if someone had placed it in the sky for me.

Silas came outside sometime before dawn.

He did not ask me to come inside.

He did not tell me to sleep.

He only walked behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and rested his chin against my shoulder.

We watched the stars together until the darkness slowly gave way to morning....