Author’s POVDamian didn’t speak.Not a word.His jaw clenched, and his body tensed as he stared at Lyra standing in front of him, her eyes wide with concern, a twisted illusion of innocence plastered across her face. His fists, though healing, still ached from punching the iron door. But the pain in his hands was nothing compared to the storm brewing within.He could see himself grabbing her by the neck, yelling the truth in her face.“Lyra… you're a crazy bitch. You think I won't know that bastard belongs to Kael? Well, I know—and now you’ll regret ever crossing me. From now on, you’ll pay for all your crimes.”He imagined it vividly.He even pictured the way her expression would crumble. The way she’d break, cry, beg. The moment her world would collapse.Then in that same dark fantasy, he turned to the guards and said, coldly—“Throw her in the dungeon.”But none of that happened.Not yet.Instead, Damian remained silent.Lyra tilted her head slightly, her brows drawn in worry. Her
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