LucasI hate that I know this was necessary. That this is what keeping everyone safe looks like, watching her walk away while I stand still, pretending it doesn’t break something inside me. I hate that I’m the logical one. The rational one. The one who has to think about what happens if I tear through her father’s men, how their bodies would fall, how questions would rise, how their blood would lead straight to us. To my people. To my family.I hate that she had to say those words. Words she didn’t mean. Words that tasted like poison even as they left her lips.And I hate that I let her suffer. That I stood there, knowing exactly what it was costing her to say them. I let her carry that weight because it was the only way to keep her safe, to keep everyone safe. But knowing that doesn’t make it hurt any less.When she looked at me for the last time, her face was a blank canvas, but I could feel everything she didn’t say. The tiny twitch in the corner of her mouth, the way her throat mo
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