Chapter 246 - The Woman Who Defied God

"Anqila—sounds like a divine messenger!" The name rolled off my tongue with forced pleasantry as I extended my hand. I offered a polite smile as I shook his hand. His grip was warm and slightly damp, like someone unaccustomed to human contact. Amos, however, was different. Where Anqila seemed ordinary, Amos was anything but. His silver hair cascaded to his waist, each strand catching the light like spun moonlight, framing a face so ethereally handsome it bordered on abstraction. It was the kind of beauty that hurt to look at directly. His movements carried an otherworldly grace—because, in fact, he wasn't human. He was a spirit.