|| Lilac’s POV ||
I didn’t think. I just ran to him, throwing my arms around him and burying my face in his chest. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I clung to him, his scent a balm to my frayed nerves.
“Alaric,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I’m so sorry… for everything. I don't know why dad gave out that statement."
He held me tightly, his hands warm and reassuring against my back.
“Dove, what’s wrong? Why are you here? Why are you crying?” he murmured, his voice soft and soothing.
"After everything… I had to come and see you.” I whispered.
The I pulled back slightly, my eyes meeting his.
“We need to talk. But first…” I glanced around the room, realizing we weren’t alone. Marcus and a few others stood nearby, their expressions a mix of surprise and concern.
“I’m sorry, I sho
