Aria’s POVI could feel him before I saw him and the weight of his presence, the dark pulse of his aura pressing against me like a hand around my throat. Elara stood and moved aside, her voice suddenly light, almost playful again. “He likes to do things properly, you know. The ritual, the blood, the final vow.”I tried to drag myself backward, but the ropes tightened around my wrists, pinning me. My breath came in short, ragged gasps. The candles flickered, throwing his face into a dance of light and shadow.He smiled at me, calm, composed, as if we were back in that sunlit garden where he first promised to love me forever.“Now, now,” he said softly, crouching down so we were eye level. “No more tears, my love. This will all be over soon.”I could still see the dagger glinting in his hand, the silver edge whispering death.Behind him, Elara began to hum under her breath, a haunting melody that sent chills racing down my spine.The room seemed to shrink, the air thick and heavy with
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