Celine POV
Her laugh this time is bitter, mocking. “Destiny? Do you even hear yourself? That’s just a convenient excuse for someone who doesn’t have the strength to fight for what they truly want.”
“And what is it you truly want, Tatsuya?” I ask, tilting my head. “Sebastian’s crown? His title? Or is it just him?”
For the first time, she hesitates, and I know I’ve struck a nerve. “What I want is a kingdom that’s stable, a king who isn’t distracted by an impossible bond. You don’t belong here, Celine. And deep down, I think you know it.”
The moment feels suffocating, every word Tatsuya speaks wrapping around me like chains meant to drag me down.
“Well, thank you, but I do belong here,” I say, my voice firm and unyielding. “This conversation is over, Tatsuya. I’ll be sure to repeat every
