Chapter 145

Chapter 145: A Direct Question, A Sincere Promise

### Aria's POV

I stared at the white rose in my hand, its petals soft against my fingertips. *For the only moon that lights my sky.* The words from Lucian's note echoed in my mind, stirring emotions I'd tried desperately to bury.

This wasn't some grand, showy gesture meant to impress others. It was intimate. Personal. A reminder of something only we shared.

My fingers traced the crescent moon tattoo on my wrist. The counterpart to his sun. I'd gotten it during those brief, happy weeks when I believed we had a future together.

Memories flooded back – stolen kisses in empty hallways, whispered promises under starlight, the feel of his fingertips tracing this very tattoo as we lay tangled together.

"Damn it," I whispered, setting the rose down carefully.