I wanted to speak, but the words were caught in my throat. The environment beyond the vehicle seemed far away, as if I were caught between what I ought to oppose and what I couldn't help desiring.
His hand gently touched my cheek, clearing away my tears. “Dysis,” he murmured, disappointment threading through his tone.
"What if I die?" I inquired, my voice quaking yet resolute. “Would it matter to you?”
He didn’t respond right away. He glanced at the rearview mirror, the burden of unsaid thoughts shadowing his features.
The vehicle halted before the Levi mansion, its shadowy form resembling a guardian in the darkness.
Before I could react, Alexander was out, opening my door. His hand closed around mine, firm and unrelenting, as he led me toward the entrance in silence, his grip tig
