Syria’s POV
"He destroyed my existence..."
Everyone was silence.
“He ruined everything that mattered to me! He tore apart my dignity as if it were worthless! He took something from me that I will never recover! And I won't ignore it! I won’t stop until I receive the justice I deserve!"
I broke down.
The rage, the hurt, the despair, it all hit hard.
Tears ran down my face before I could hold them back. I didn’t want to cry in front of anyone.
Kael approached silently without uttering anything.
He softly extended his hands toward mine. I automatically tried to shield my face, but he gentsexgrasped my wrist and brought it down.
His other hand raised, and with just his thumb, he gently cleared the tears from my face.
“Look at me,” he said.
With a sense of hesitation, I did it anyway
