Victor's POV
I sat in the dark room, my hands gripping the armrest of the chair until my knuckles turned white. Every second felt like an hour. I stared at the door and listened for footsteps. I told myself Abel would bring her back. He would walk through that door with Selene beside him, her eyes soft again, her anger finally cooled. But when the door opened and Abel stepped inside alone, his eyes heavy with disappointment, I knew.
She was not coming back.
My chest suddenly felt tight, like someone had tied a chain around my ribs. I looked at Abel, but there was no need to ask. His face said everything.
“She refused,” I said quietly.
Abel nodded. “I don't think she’s going to change her mind.”
Without a word, I reached for the bottle on the table, my hand shaking with hunger for th
