The night was cool and still as Selena approached Lucian’s estate, her steps heavy with sorrow. Her heart ached, not just from the sting of humiliation but from the bitter taste of betrayal. Tears clung to her lashes, and by the time she reached the entrance, she was trembling.
Inside, Lucian stood at the window, his gaze fixed on the path beyond the gate. He’d felt her pain through their bond—sharp, raw, and undeniable. His heart had burned with helplessness, but now, as he saw her approach, all he wanted was to take that pain away.
The door opened, and Selena stumbled in, her eyes red from crying.
“Lucian...” Her voice broke. “It was awful. They humiliated me. I— was framed for a crime I don't commit...”
She couldn’t finish. The tears spilled over, and she lowered her head, ashamed.
