Lahat ng Kabanata ng Eternal Dawn, Fleeting Dusk: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

"Did you restore this bracelet?"Andres' voice was filled with doubt as he watched Dante descend the staircase. He seemed unhurried and seemingly unfazed by Andres' intensity."Yes," Dante replied with a faint smile playing on his lips, though his eyes carried a depth Andres could not quite read."But this bracelet was restored using Cam's techniques. She and I trained under the same mentor," Dante added calmly.Andres froze.How had Cam never mentioned this to him?He scrutinized Dante's expression, searching for a crack in his composure. Nonetheless, Dante stood serene and unyielding, allowing Andres to examine him as much as he wanted."That's impossible! You're lying!"Andres could not accept the possibility that his brief flicker of hope had been extinguished so quickly. His eyes reddened with frustration as he grabbed Dante's collar, his grip trembling with rage."Shay, escort Mr. Gardner downstairs and make sure he gets some rest," Dante instructed a nearby staff member

"Gemma? She's clearly my Cam!"Seeing Camellia appear before him so vividly again, Andres could not hold back his tears."Cam, I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! It was my weakness and lack of control. I was despicable! Every mistake was mine, all of it!"I've already dealt with Valentina and made her life a living hell. I've also avenged you against Autumn and your father and made them pay for all the years they hurt you!"Despite everything he said, Camellia remained unmoved. Her eyes were filled with indifference, and she simply regarded him as if he were a stranger.Andres panicked instantly."Cam! I know I was wrong! Yell at me, hit me, or kill me if you want! Just please say something to me. Don't ignore me."Andres' desperate pleas began to draw the attention of onlookers. Dante's expression darkened as he grabbed Andres by the collar and leaned in to whisper sharply."Mr. Gardner, Camellia Shaw is dead. That's a fact everyone currently knows. If you're not afraid of

Early Friday morning, Dante and Camellia prepared to set off.Camellia sat in the passenger seat, struggling with her seatbelt. No matter how hard she pulled, it just would not budge.Focused on mapping out the route, Dante finally noticed the persistent automated voice repeating, "Please fasten your seatbelt." He glanced over.Camellia's face was flushed red from her efforts, but the belt remained stuck.Dante reached over with one hand to help but found it just as jammed. Without hesitation, he unbuckled his own seatbelt and leaned closer to fix it.The space between them suddenly shrank, and Camellia's face turned an even deeper shade of red. She froze, unsure of how to react, and avoided looking directly at Dante.The air inside the car grew thick with tension. Camellia could hear her own heartbeat pounding louder and faster.With a soft click, the seatbelt finally snapped into place.Breaking the awkward silence, Dante leaned back and retrieved a bag of snacks from the bac

When Andres heard Camellia's decision, it felt as if something had pierced straight through his heart, leaving him on the brink of losing consciousness from the pain.Nevertheless, he did not blame her for her decision. After all, he was the one who wronged her first. He had no right to expect her to prioritize him again.Tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes. A fleeting, almost maddened thought crossed his mind: why had the boulder not just killed him outright?Perhaps if it had, Camellia would never be able to forget him for the rest of her life.The boulder was quickly moved, but for Camellia, those few minutes felt like an eternity.Though Dante was gravely injured, he mustered the strength to force a faint smile at Camellia."Don't worry," he whispered.Camellia's eyes widened in alarm as she noticed a tear in Dante's shirt, revealing a deep wound on his chest that blood flowed out of relentlessly.Her gaze darted to the sharpest edge of the boulder, stained

Dante's arms instinctively encircled Camellia, and their gazes locked as she looked up. The air between them grew heavy with unspoken tension, and even their breaths seemed to heat the space.After a long pause, Dante lowered his head, and his chin brushed lightly against her hair.He simply held her, saying nothing, but his silence spoke volumes.Camellia's eyes flickered with an unidentifiable emotion. Ever since they had gotten together, apart from the one kiss Dante had given her when she first confessed, their relationship had lacked further intimacy.They were closer than friends but had not yet reached the depth of a truly intimate couple.She recalled the last time she had gone home to retrieve fresh clothes for him. Upon returning to the hospital, she overheard a heated argument between Dante and Ellis.She had not caught much of their conversation but could sense that the fight revolved around her. It was rare to see Dante so visibly agitated, and she suspected he still