*Layla*
As I stood on the shore, lost in the tranquility of the gentle waves lapping at my feet, I heard Anton call my name. A smile tugged at my lips as I turned to greet him, but the moment was shattered by the sight of Dante approaching in the distance.
My heart leapt into my throat, a dizzying mix of joy and trepidation washing over me. I had dreamed of this moment countless times, longing for the day when Dante would find me and bring me home. But now, faced with the reality of his presence, I found myself paralyzed by uncertainty.
Did he come to save me, to wrap me in his arms and never let go? Or was he here to punish me for my betrayal, to make me pay for the secrets and lies that had torn us apart?
I searched his face for any sign of the warmth and love I had once known. But all I saw was a cold, hard mask, his eyes glinting with a fury that made my blood run cold.