Nyssa's POV:
“I shouldn’t have told you.”
I didn’t know why I was saying it. The words felt wrong even as they left my lips, but I couldn’t stop them. Ryvarn was staring at me from across the room, his jaw clenched, his eyes full of something dangerous. I’d told him the truth — I had no idea what possessed me to share it with him, but it was done. Now, all I could feel was the weight of my own confession.
His expression didn’t change. He’d asked for the truth, and I’d given it to him. But in that moment, I wished I could take it back. The truth was too heavy. Too raw. My mother’s secret had always been mine to carry, and now it was his to bear as well.
I knew why I had told him, though. Even if I didn’t fully understand it. There was something about him, something magnetic, something r
