Chapter 125

• Chapter 125: The Weight of Truth
• Lena finds herself studying every nuance of his expression as he speaks, her heart aching at the raw pain that flickers across his features like shadows cast by candlelight. The vulnerability in his voice when he recounts his father's cruelty cuts through her more deeply than any physical wound ever could. She watches the way his jaw tightens with remembered anger, the way his dark eyes grow distant with memories he's carried for far too long.
• A soft chuckle escapes her lips—not from amusement, but from a tender exasperation that comes from caring too much. She reaches up, placing her fingertips gently against his lips to silence him, her touch as light as butterfly wings against his skin.