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Chapter 19: The Final Choice
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2025-02-03 20:22:02Lena stood on the edge of the cliff, the wind whipping through her hair, her heart pounding in her chest. Below her, the vast expanse of the Blackwood estate stretched endlessly, the darkened landscape shrouded in an eerie mist. It was the kind of night that felt as though time had stopped, and everything was waiting for the final moment to unfold.
Adrian stood a few feet behind her, watching her carefully, his expression unreadable. She could feel his presence even without looking, could feel the weight of his gaze on the back of her neck, the constant pressure of him in her life. She wanted to turn around and face him, but a part of her was afraid—afraid of what she might see in his eyes, afraid of what might break between them if she did."Are you going to keep running from it?" Adrian’s voice broke the silence, low and firm.Lena flinched but didn’t answer, her gaze still fixed on the horizon. She had been running for so long, hadn’t she? Running from
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The silence was deafening. Adrian stood frozen, his face ashen, his body rigid, his eyes glowing with a furious, yet controlled, fire. The weight of the last few moments—of Lena’s betrayal, of the realization that she was no longer his—hung heavy between them like a shadow too dark to escape. Lena’s pulse thundered in her ears as she stood across from him, the distance between them wide, almost unbearable. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, yet something deeper—a strange, instinctive pull—held her grounded in place. No matter how far apart they stood physically and emotionally, she couldn’t shake the feeling that they were irrevocably intertwined. "Adrian…" Her voice trembled, but she refused to let him see her fear. "Please…" He didn’t speak for a long time. Instead, his gaze bore into her, like he was searching for the woman he thought he knew, the woman he trusted. His eyes softened for a brief, agonizing moment. But then th
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Lena’s world was a swirl of darkness, voices whispering in a language she didn’t understand. The weight of unseen hands pressed against her chest, pulling her deeper into the abyss.“You are mine.”Lucien’s voice echoed in the void, sending a shiver through her soul. She tried to scream, to claw her way out, but the darkness wrapped around her like a cocoon, holding her prisoner.And then—Light.A sharp, burning sensation shot through her body, jolting her awake. She gasped, her lungs desperate for air as she shot upright. Her vision blurred, but she could make out the dim glow of candlelight flickering around her. The scent of herbs and aged parchment lingered in the air.A presence loomed beside her.Adrian.He was gripping her wrist, his knuckles white, his eyes wild with a mix of relief and fear. “Lena.” His voice was hoarse, raw. “You’re awake.”Her heart pounded, still caught in the echoes of whatever had just happened. She blinked rapidly, trying to ground herself in the prese
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