His apology cut through the silence like a knife, piercing straight to the core of my wounded heart. And as I looked into his eyes, filled with genuine remorse and regret, I felt a glimmer of hope flicker within me — a fragile beacon of possibility amidst the darkness of our shared pain."I understand," I whispered, my voice barely audible above the sound of our surroundings. "But I need you to understand, Liam. I need to feel like more than just a possession, like more than just someone to be protected. I need to feel like your equal, your mate."His gaze never wavered as he reached out, his fingers gently brushing away the tears that stained my cheeks. "You are more than that, Daliah," he assured me, his voice filled with a quiet resolve. "You are my everything.""I was so afraid of Drake and Drew. Please, Liam, don't make me afraid of you," I pleaded, the words spilling from my lips in a desperate rush.Liam's expression softened, his gaze filled with understanding and remorse as h
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