Milla Will POV
I let out a heavy sigh as I exited the garden, abandoning my half-full cup of green tea. Its once delightful taste is now soured by the bitterness of my encounter with Austin. His words cut deep, twisting the knife in wounds I didn't even know I had.
It felt like he always held the upper hand – his words lashing out, while I could barely muster a defense. His twisted reality seemed to revolve around accusing me of things I hadn't done, leaving me feeling defenseless and drained.
The memory of his curse haunted me, his words echoing in my mind. ‘The Moon Goddess had indeed made me pay’, those were the exact words he spoke before my death that day .
Yet, here I was, given another chance, though I struggled to see if I was doing anything right this time.
The absence of Sha
