Thor climbed the stairs in silence. Each step echoed down the hallway like a reminder of everything that had happened—and everything still to come.

When he reached the bedroom, he found Celina already asleep, wrapped in white sheets, her face serene under the soft glow of the bedside lamp.

He stood in the doorway, watching her.

His chest tightened. The need to lie beside her, to forget everything and simply feel… was almost unbearable. But he couldn’t. Not like this.

Slowly, he removed his shoe