Chapter 230: The Truth Is Still Waiting

Bella stared at the empty grave.

At the lie she had lived for years.

At the proof that she had been wrong.

Lilia had never died.

She had only disappeared.

And now, she was back.

Bella stood slowly, her golden eyes burning, her pulse steady, the weight of her past finally settling into place.

"She's been playing the long game."

Dante's jaw tensed.

"Then let's end it."

Bella turned to him, her fingers lacing through his, her voice low, steady, certain.

"Together."

Dante squeezed her hand.

"Always."

Because this wasn't just her fight anymore.

This was theirs.

And this time?

They weren't just fighting to win.

They were fighting to end this war for good.