Chapter 88

• Cesmae's POV
• I stand there, trembling, my breath uneven as Kylian stares at me with a look that’s a mix of confusion and hurt. The warmth between us from only moments ago has evaporated, replaced by a cold, suffocating tension. His brow furrows, and the silence in the room stretches too long before he finally speaks.
• “Cesmae… Did I do something wrong?” His voice is soft, but there’s a raw edge to it. His gaze is searching, filled with uncertainty, and it makes my heart ache. “Did I hurt you?”