Luka stared at her, his silver eyes searching her face as if trying to find some hidden truth in her words. For a moment, the tension between them was thick, and Elara thought she saw a flicker of doubt cross his face. But just as quickly, his expression hardened again. “I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you,” Luka said, his voice cold. “Even if you don’t understand it.” Elara’s heart sank, the weight of his words settling over her like a lead blanket. She had hoped, for a brief moment, that he might listen to her, that he might realize how far he had pushed her away. But Luka’s obsession with control, his need to dominate and protect her at all costs, had blinded him to the truth. Without another word, Luka turned and left the room, closing the door behind him with a finality that echoed in the small space.
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