They'll wish he died

Nyx POV

Elara’s sobs filled the cathedral, raw and broken, echoing against the ancient stone like a mourning hymn.

And I…

I said nothing.

I just sat there.

Staring.

At him.

At Lucian—too still, too pale, too quiet.

It didn’t feel real.

It couldn’t be real.

This wasn’t how this was supposed to ...

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