As Magnus watched Cassiopeia walk away with tears streaming down her face, he felt a sense of detachment. He had said what he needed to say, and he didn't regret it. He had grown tired of her constant jealousy and possessiveness, and he needed some space. As he turned to leave, he saw Cameron watching him with a mixture of disbelief and pity.
"I can't believe you just said that to her," Cameron said, shaking his head. "She was obviously hurting, and you didn't even seem to care."
Magnus just shrugged. "I had to be honest with her, Cameron," he said, his tone indifferent. "She needs to understand that I can't be at her beck and call all the time."
Cameron just stared at him, his expression incredulous. "But she loves you, Magnus," he said, his voice tinged with emotion. "Don't you feel a
