Maya I close my eyes.Goddess, I really don’t want to have this conversation with Lucien. Not like this. But he’s relentless. His anger pours out of him, a tidal wave I can’t dodge, like he’s trying to force open a door I’ve carefully locked for years.“That’s the actual fucking thing you do,” he snarls, his voice sharp, it cut through the heavy air between us. “Over and over again. You don’t communicate, Maya. You bury things. Pretend they don’t exist. You’ve always done that!”He drags a hand through his hair, running it roughly, pulling at the strands as he paces back and forth like a caged animal. His movements are tense, restless, and dangerous. His amber eyes, so familiar, are hard and burning, fixed on me like he’s searching for the truth in my soul.“You don’t get to say that, Lucien,” I snap, my chest tightens, my voice quivers despite my best effort to stay steady. My hands clench at my sides.“I have every fucking right to say it!” he explodes, and the walls practically vi
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