Caspian sat in front of Julia, his thumb gently brushing away the tear that slipped down her cheek.

She refused to meet his gaze, her body trembling from the weight of all that had happened.

He could feel her pain, her fragility, and it filled him with both rage and helplessness. He hated seeing her like this.

“Julia,” he said softly, trying to keep his voice calm, though his emotions churned like a storm inside him.

“I promise I’ll be back soon. There’s something I need to take care of, but when I return, I’ll tell you everything—everything I’ve kept hidden from you. I just need you to wait for...