Deviana stood trembling, her body unsteady. She tried to calm her racing breath, her eyes still red from holding back the storm of emotions threatening to break free. Adrian stood not far in front of her, his gaze piercing—filled with a mix of anger and longing that was impossible to decipher.

“Enough, Adrian.” Deviana’s voice was soft, but firm. “I’ve said everything you need to hear. There’s nothing left for us to talk about.”

Adrian’s brows furrowed. “Don’t you dare try to push me away like that.”

“I’m not trying.” Deviana lifted her chin, though her hands trembled behind her back. “I mean it. Leave.”

The room fell silent. Only...