Chapter 91

• “Are you sure you want to do this?” Grayson’s voice cracked through the silence, the weight of the decision pressing down on both of us.
• I glanced over at him, my heart aching as his intense gaze met mine. He stood there, his posture tense but his eyes soft with uncertainty. This was it—the moment that would define everything we had fought for. The moment when we made our final choice.
• “I have to, Grayson,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “We have to secure our place in history. This is our legacy.”