Chapter 84 Refusal
- Emerald stared at the man in front of her in disbelief, wondering if she was hallucinating because she missed him so much.
- Alaric stood there in the rain, his wet hair clinging to his forehead. Droplets fell from his face, one landing on the tip of Emerald's nose, making her shiver from the cold.
- She blinked. No, this wasn’t a dream—it was real.