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65. Hollow Heart-II
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2025-04-28 22:09:48|| Lilac’s POV ||
Elara’s eyes narrowed, and she leaned forward, her expression filled with worry. “Did he treat you badly?” she asked, her voice sharp.
How could I explain that the man who had shown me more care and understanding than anyone else wasn’t the one I was meant to be with? How could I make her understand the weight of the Goddess’s words, the destiny that loomed over me like a shadow?
“No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “He cares a lot. I mean, he even cooked for me and took me to his house.” I sighed, my fingers tracing the rim of my coffee cup, the warmth of the ceramic doing little to soothe the cold ache in my chest. “He also helped me with Ezra. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have known that Ezra was being followed.”
Elara’s frown deepened. “Did he cheat on you? Or give you the vibe?” she asked, her tone laced with suspicion.
“Not really,” I said, my voice soft. “He doesn’t seem to be the type. There’s something in him that
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