Cambrik leaned back in her chair, her gaze steady as she looked at Fenn, her voice calm yet firm. “I’m not looking for any kind of marriage right now,” she said, her tone leaving no room for doubt.
Fenn’s expression froze, the words landing with a force he hadn’t expected. “Cambrik,” he said softly, as though he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He watched her, a flicker of disbelief and frustration in his eyes.
Cambrik held his gaze, resolute. “I accepted you as a friend, Fenn. Not as my ex-fiancé, and not as a lover.” She spoke gently, but the truth in her words was unyielding. “To be honest… I don’t love you. I don’t have those feelings for you, and I’m not ready to force myself to feel something that isn’t there. Besides, I only just got divorced.” Her voice softened as she conti
