Liora POV Weeks after the gala, Darius requests a proper conversation with me, not through Thorne this time, not through anyone at all, but directly, a simple text asking if I’d be willing to meet him somewhere neutral, entirely my choice of place and time. I decided to pick a small park near my apartment, deliberately public, deliberately ordinary, nothing like the lake house or the estate or anywhere loaded with old history between them.He arrives before me, sitting on a bench with two coffees, unsure if i even drinks the same thing i used to. When i sit down beside him, i notices the gesture without commenting on it, taking the cup anyway. “I wanted to actually ask you something properly,”Darius says, “instead of just showing up hoping you’d read my intentions correctly the way I used to expect you to.”“Ask, then,” I said watching him carefully. Darius takes a breath before continuing. “I want to ask if there’s any version of a future where you’d consider trying again
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