Chapter 263 The Proposal

• The sea was restless. Waves crashed against the shore with violent force, driven by the wind, rising and breaking again and again as if the ocean itself was angry.
• Lilith stood at the edge of the beach, her coat fluttering around her legs, eyes fixed on the dark water. Her face was stern, unreadable, but her thoughts were anything but calm. The longer she stared at the sea, the heavier her chest felt.
• She was waiting.