CHAPTER 2: The Cloth That Calmed Him
Hours later, Noah wouldn’t stop shaking.
Until Logan found the cloth.
Soft. Worn. Familiar.
The moment it touched Noah’s face, the boy stilled—like he’d been found.
“Where did this come from?” Logan whispered.
The answer waited in silence.
But deep down, he already knew.
This wasn’t coincidence.
It was connection.
