Chapter 75

• “Elara,” he said, his voice low, a hint of worry lacing his tone. “Where have you been? What’s going on? You’re not yourself.”
• The tenderness in his voice made her want to break down, to collapse into his arms and let him carry the weight of her world. But she couldn’t. Not anymore. She wasn’t the same person who had fallen in love with him. She wasn’t the same person who had stood by his side, believing in their future.
• “I’m sorry, Damien,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. The words felt like a betrayal, though she didn’t know how else to explain it. How could she tell him the truth—the truth that her heart was no longer hers to give?