Chapter 83: The Decision

The morning sunlight poured through the bedroom windows, casting soft, golden light across the room. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the small velvet box in my hand. Damien had left earlier to take a business call, leaving me alone with my thoughts. The house was quiet, save for the occasional creak of old floorboards settling and the distant hum of birdsong from the gardens below.

It felt like the universe was holding its breath, waiting for me to make a decision.

The night before had been a whirlwind of emotions. Damien's proposal had been everything I'd ever dreamed of—romantic, heartfelt, and genuine. Yet, as much as I loved him, as much as I wanted to shout "yes" from the rooftops, I couldn't ignore the weight of what saying yes truly meant.

This wasn't just about Damien and me. It was about the journey that had brought us here—the battles, the betrayals, the countless scars that still hadn't fully healed.