NoahThe garden was quiet after Elias left.I stood there, frozen, my hand still raised from where he had squeezed it. The warmth of his touch lingered on my skin, a reminder of everything he had just said. His words echoed in my mind, each one carrying the weight of years of longing and regret.I love you.I'm letting you go.I'm stepping back.I had known, on some level, that Elias loved me. He had shown it in a thousand small ways, even when he was hurting me. The way he looked at me, the way he protected me, the way he fought for me even when he knew he had already lost. But hearing him say it out loud, hearing him admit that he was stepping back, it hit me harder than I had expected.I sank onto the stone bench, my legs suddenly weak. The flowers swayed gently in the breeze, their colors bright and cheerful. But inside me, a storm was raging.I had spent so long being fought over. Being claimed. Being possessed. And now, finally, someone was letting me go. It should have felt lik
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