Elena’s POVElder Rowan's presence filled the room, comforting my wary self. I didn’t have the courage to face him. My eyes were swollen from crying, and I could feel more fresh tears welling up, ready to spill.“Father,” I called in sob, my voice weak as I finally looked up at him. His eyes softened with that same paternal concern he always had for me.He sighed deeply as he sat down on the bed, and I did the same, beside him. “Elena, my child,” he said. He reached out and placed a gentle, calloused hand on my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Don’t let his actions get to you. Andrew… rejecting you like that in front of everyone. It’s not right.”I couldn’t hold it back anymore. The tears spilled over, hot and fast, and I leaned into him, burying my face in his shoulder in a hug like I was a little girl again. “It hurts so much, Father,” I sobbed, my words muffled against his shirt. “Last night… he marked me, kissed me, said I was his. And then today, he just… threw me away. Lik
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