chapter 194: Sacred Claims and Bitter Choices
(Grace's POV)
I stared at my crystal communicator as it vibrated again with my father's name flashing on the screen. Another call to convince me to give up on my mate bond. I pressed the block button without hesitation.
The silver morning light filtered through my neutral territory apartment windows. I cradled a cup of moon-blessed tea, allowing its warmth to seep into my fingers.
Three years. Three years of hoping, of trying, of giving chances. And here I was, preparing to end it all.
I placed my hand over my slightly swollen belly, feeling the twins stir beneath my touch.
"I'm doing this for you," I whispered to them. "You deserve better than uncertainty."
With steady hands, I picked up my crystal communicator again. This time,
