Chapter 121No More Games
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The air was electric—ready to snap.
Isolde stood caught between them, emotions twisting inside her.
Riven smirked, eyes sharp with challenge.
“You think you can just throw around ‘freedom’? Freedom? Please. That’s just an excuse to dodge responsibility.”
Lucien clenched his fists, voice cold.
“I’ve walked this far with you, not to watch you run away.”
Isolde stopped, turning to face them both.
“I’m not running. And I’m not your damn prize. Your idea of freedom is a cage dressed up in luxury.”
Her voice was low but firm.
“What I want is the right to choose my pain and my fight.”
Riven frowned.
“Fight? You know what that means? You bear every damn consequence.”
Lucien sighed, eyes conflicted.
“Sometimes real freedom is about owning the weight, not running from it.”
Their gazes tangled like a net, trapping them all—forcing them to face their deepest fears.
Isolde closed her eyes and took a breath.
“Enough. Stop defining my life with your damn standards.”
Her tone was sharp, final.
“This path is mine to walk.”
The tension thickened, like the world could shatter any second.
But she knew—no matter what—it was her fight to finish.
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