Chapter 45: Her Feelings For Varythos Doesn't Exist Anymore!?

What was she even thinking? Rose couldn't quite grasp it.

This man—this impossible presence—was invading her thoughts, and yet she didn't want him to stop. She knew who he was, knew why he was here, but none of that mattered as he pressed closer.

And then, she felt him.

It wasn't just his touch, his fingers resting gently on her chin, or the intensity of his gaze. It was something deeper, something almost tangible—like his very essence was slipping into hers.

His presence seeped into her mind, breaking through every wall she'd so carefully constructed around herself, yet she didn't fight him. She let him in, as if some hidden part of her was welcoming it, welcoming him.

For the first time in her life, she didn't feel alone. It was strange, almost soothing—like a calmness that wasn't hers, yet it comforted her, held her in a way she couldn't explain. It was as though he was inside her, and yet, she wasn't scared.