ISOLDEI closed the door quietly, expecting the familiar face of one of my maids, but it wasn’t them, it was Finnian. Standing there, framed in the doorway, my chest clenched at the sight. I didn’t want to see him. I wasn’t ready.“Let me in, Isolde,” he said, frustration bleeding into his voice, his power barely contained in the room. I hesitated. But then, my curiosity won over my pride, and I opened the door. He stepped inside, cautious at first, then bold, reaching as if to touch me.“I-Isolde…” His voice was soft, almost pleading.“What are you doing here, Finnian?” I asked, keeping my tone steady, though my heart thudded against my ribs. He raised a brow, a flicker of impatience passing over his features.“You’re asking what I’m doing in my mate’s chamber?”My lips pressed into a thin line. “So now… You remember I’m your mate, after a moon of anger and… forgetfulness? I didn’t even know we’d see each other again,” I said quietly, sadness slipping into my words. I saw the guilt f
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