Chapter 79
Cassian's POV
Every sentence Samantha uttered was a deeper drop in my gut.
I had said those things.
Hearing her parrot them now, every word felt like a silver-tipped nail driving into my bones.
My chest was heavy, like I was carrying a mountain.
Even the wolf inside me was suffocating, letting out a low, muffled roar.
"Did Trista tell you all this herself?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
Samantha nodded. "If Trista hadn't told me, how would I know?"
She was speaking the truth.
I had only voiced those regrets in the study, convinced Trista couldn't hear.
Samantha carefully approached me, her fingers reaching for my hand, gently brushing my knuckles. "Cassian, since Trista has chosen to let go, to free us."
"Since neither of us can move on—" She looked up, deliber
