Eira’s POVThe silence that followed my words felt suffocating, as though the air itself had been sucked out of the room. Every pair of eyes was fixed on me, and I could feel their judgment, their pity, their shock. But none of it mattered. I had made my decision.Kieran, still frozen in disbelief, took a step closer to me. His hand shot out, grabbing my arm with a force that made me gasp. His grip tightened, his nails digging into my skin, and I winced at the pain. The look in his eyes was one of disbelief and anger.“Why?” he demanded, his voice low, dangerous. “Why would you ask for a divorce, Eira? After everything I’ve done for you… after everything I’ve given you?”I didn’t flinch, even as he twisted my arm slightly, forcing me to meet his gaze. My eyes, cold and unwavering, locked onto his, and I fought to keep the tremor in my voice under control.“Let go of me,” I whispered, though the words carried a weight of command. His grip didn’t loosen. Instead, his fingers dug deeper
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