Chapter 102 Dante Confesses His Bond

• Dante did not speak immediately.
• That was the first thing Zoe noticed: a silence so dense it seemed to fill the room and leave her breathless. He did not try to calm her. He denied nothing. He asked no questions, did not try to understand what she had seen or how she had processed it.
• He stood there, motionless, a wall of contained presence, like someone who had lost the right to interrupt, as if every word were too fragile against the weight of what she had just discovered. His gaze asked for nothing—not explanations, not forgiveness; it simply acknowledged the magnitude of what Zoe had faced and survived, and in that moment, the silence itself became a quiet bridge between them.