Elena sat on the edge of the worn-out couch, her fingers gripping the fabric as if it could somehow anchor her. Liam paced in front of her, his frustration growing with every second that passed. “You’re actually considering this,” he said, his voice tight with disbelief. Elena exhaled, staring down at her hands. “I don’t know what to do.” “Yes, you do.” He stopped pacing and turned to her. “You just don’t want to admit it.” She looked up at him, eyes filled with uncertainty. “Liam—” “No, Elena.” He cut her off, his jaw clenched. “You have a choice. You don’t have to go back to him.” But did she? Jaxon had given her an ultimatum—one hour to decide. But deep down, she knew the truth. Damon wouldn’t simply let her walk away. If she didn’t return willingly, he’d come for her. And she w

