Lucian’s POV
I felt myself getting weaker and weaker every day I woke up. Apart from the weakness, I felt myself slowly drifting into madness.
It felt like my mind was unraveling, and I kept reliving moments from my past I wanted to forget.
But the thought of seeing her every day—it made everything better. So much better.
The madness pulled at me like invisible threads, but when my eyes found her, it silenced the noise in my head.
My mind became absolutely quiet, like it obeyed her silent command.
She had no idea what she was doing to me—how badly I wanted to keep her close when pushing her away felt like the best option.
Her scent stayed with me even after she was gone, like the taste of forbidden wine or the scent of mud after a heavy rain. It was enchanting—maddening, even.
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