Emelia’s Pov His smile was soft, almost gentle, a stark contrast to the stern, imposing image I’d held of him from my past life. His dark hair, neatly combed, framed a face that was undeniably handsome, with sharp cheekbones and intelligent eyes that seemed to hold a hint of amusement. He was dressed impeccably, as always, in a dark suit that somehow managed to look both formal and effortlessly stylish, emphasizing his lean, athletic build. He exuded an aura of calm authority, a quiet power that was both compelling and intimidating.My first, instinctual thought was to run away. Just like I always had. The guilt of my past-life actions, the shame of being the non-loved child who didn't belong, clawed at me. My feet, almost on their own accord, took a small step backward, poised for flight.But Elijah seemed to anticipate my every move. Before I could even fully turn, he took a step forward, his hand reaching out. He gently, yet firmly, held my hands, his touch surprisingly warm. His
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