Chapter 27
Elara sat alone on the balcony of her large room. Night had fallen, accompanied by the twinkling lights of the city in the distance. A cold wind blew against her skin, carrying the faint scent of the sea from the distant shore. She held a cup of hot tea, but it seemed unable to dispel the chill growing in her chest.
For days she had been haunted by the same questions: who was Adrian really? And who was Damien behind all the stubbornness and coldness?
Her head spun as the memories came flooding back, unstoppable. She could still remember when Adrian, the man she believed to be her lover, held her hand in the small university garden. His smile was warm, his gaze gentle, full of promises for the future. Adrian always knew how to calm her heart, always by her side, as if the wor
