_Lisa’s POV_
The room was silent except for the sound of my own ragged breathing. My hands clutched the diary so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My mother’s words still echoed in my head. Every sentence was carving itself into my heart like a knife.
Morana had been sitting quietly. She was watching me with her unreadable silver eyes. Finally, she spoke, her tone heavy.
“Lisa… you must understand something.”
Her voice sent a shiver through me. I lifted my eyes to hers, already bracing myself for more pain.
“Your mother did not simply escape Fenric and live peacefully,” she said. Her voice was low, almost a whisper, but it carried like thunder in the room. “No. Fenric was furious when he realized she had slipped away from him. His fury was… unlike anything I had ever seen.”
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