Aeliana felt her breath hitch as Lucian's words settled between them like an unmovable wall. His golden eyes, once so warm and full of affection, were now laced with cold finality. This wasn't just a warning—it was a line drawn in the sand, and if she crossed it, there would be no coming back.
"I understand," she said softly, meeting his gaze with quiet resolve. She had fought so hard to keep him, but she had to acknowledge the truth—Lucian was offering her one last chance, not out of blind love, but because he needed to see if she could truly respect him, his boundaries, and their fragile bond.
Lucian studied her, searching for any sign of hesitation, but for once, Aeliana didn't waver. She had made many mistakes, but this time, she would prove her sincerity. No more missteps, no more carelessness—she had to earn back the trust she had lost.