Chapter 118: The Truth Between Them

The hospital room felt suffocating. The sterile air, the soft beeping of machines, the harsh white lights above—it was all too much. But Malia couldn't escape it. Her mind was racing, her thoughts swirling in a never-ending cycle of anger, confusion, and hurt. The events of the past few hours had shattered the fragile sense of safety she'd been clinging to. An assassination attempt. Nixus, the man she loved, nearly killed because of a war she never asked for. The weight of it all pressed down on her chest, suffocating her. She needed answers.

She needed to know everything. She needed to understand why.

Nixus had been lying to her—lying for months, maybe longer. And now, standing in front of her, his wound freshly bandaged and his face drawn with exhaustion, he looked like a man who had just been caught in the middle of something far darker than either of them had anticipated.