Olivia's POV
A tense silence filled the air as we all held our breath…
This was it.
This was what I had wanted for so long.
What should have happened that night of the mating ceremony.
This was the wish I'd carried in my chest for the past few months—and now, I was just minutes away from finally setting myself free.
But then… why didn't I feel any thrill?
Why didn't I feel the happiness I imagined?
Why, instead, was I filled with hesitation… like something deep inside me was begging me not to go through with this?
I looked at the triplets—and in that moment, I felt it.
Like part of me still cared.
Like part of me still loved them.
How could that be? After everything they did to me? After they shattered me, ignored the bond, and treated it like it was nothing?
"Lady Olivia." Elder Grant called, forcing my attention to him.
I turned my gaze to him. He gave me that look.
The kind of silent warning only an elder could give.
A look that said: Think twice. Be sure.
